“A walk uplands..!”

“Over the upland slopes,

Stoves the feeling;

The shine of the stones.

Flapped by the winds,

Ejected with the fumes,

Visits a dream,

Flourishes the breeze in the room.

My mindset asks,

To where do I belong?

I say, I am a Being;

Of a place where, love resumes.

With the tattered clothes that I wear.

The shy demeanour, that occurs in my stare;

While I romance my soul,

And the winds that cross me, that I hear;

I just can't let my life fall,

I shall minstrel with the birds,

And as they fly across, I do stroll;
In the round abouts, that do appear,

While I stand at the turns;

Guessing the beauty across the hemisphere;

The very green cover of the trees.

I walk along them,

My life is under the influence,

Of a meaningful foyer.”