Musing on a hot summer mundane day,
That will I ever get the courage to stray
Stray away from the milling crowd,
into the wild, a place not so loud
Amidst the nature, is where my soul is,
grappling with reality, trapped and sad it is
in fear, that I may never live the life I dream,
am filled with a conviction that it will unfold,
no matter how impossible it may now seem
Like a river, I am flowing away,
taking in every second, I ride and sway,
feeling the twinkling stars above me,
taxing my days, for a clearer path to see
Dream on dream on, is what the little girl in me says,
its not too far, its just going at its own sweet pace,
tenacious and strong, I succumb to the future,
as long as it takes me beneath the shadows of the nature.
