Poetry: A Jump Over The Concrete: Amidst Mother Nature

From the deep of my heart,

I heard a sound, that is.

Open the cruel door of your heart!

Polish and smooth it with love rather than excessiveness,

And then go into the lap of the mother nature

Plug ownself into the vast green sea,

Try to listen to every single drop of water

That glides from the lively green sprout,

Try to listen to every single raindrop

When it falls and touches the face of mother-earth.

Feel the pleasant melody of nature

Which is sung by her own guitar’s chords,

Feel the comfort by sleeping on the soft mossy bed.

And at the end of the day,

Don’t forget to switch off the phone!

And with a warm cup of tea, see the sunset in the western skyline.