The feel of dew on the feet
And the beautiful flowers that bloom on the tree;
The whiff of fresh air on the sea front
And the grainy sand’s wonderful scent;
Nostalgia grips the one who sees
the crimson horizon beyond the seas;
The cry of whales and the whirl of waves
Moves my heart through seven gates;
Walking together in each other’s arms
As nature’s beauty wonderfully charms;
I had learnt a lesson – A venerable truth,
that the earth is the human’s wisdom fruit.