It was once
more than a year ago
when I had not
chosen to be here
But as always, Fate
chooses as She pleases
and giggles as She teases
The sunset views as I walked
along the plains
and as I lay down on the tiny, rustic jetty
overlooking the graceful streaks of colors in the sky
and listen to the silent whispers of the idyllic lake
as it caresses the soul, and heart
with ripples, and bubbles, of pleasure and leisure
The flowerbeds of myriad colors
brightly seeps in my heart as I pleasantly walk
along the peaceful aisles,
each morning
the yellow sweethearts
fresh and s…
