Sleep peacefully in the lap of mother nature,
Breathe fresh air and walk carefree,
Hear the crunching of the leaves beneath my feet,
Feel the raindrops on my face…
And smell the wet earth,
Fly with the birds, spread my wings,
Look at the world through eagle's eyes...
Living amidst the concrete jungle,
Often, I dream of these.
Waking up from the slumber,
Tired, I get back to the daily routine.
The dream still fresh in my mind,
Feelings still strong in my heart.
The city breeze suddenly brings with it -
The first shower of rain.
The sweet smell of earth makes me nostalgic
And standing at the balcony -
I spread my arms
and feel the raindrops on my face.
And, here, amidst the concrete jungle -
I see my dream taking shape,
despite the open eyes.
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