Stepping into the world of woods.

Swinging with the tall standing troops.

Listening to the rustling leaves.

Dancing to the whistling breeze.

Hearing the chirping, buzzing, humming, churring, rustling, whistling, singing.

Losing self to the fresh earthy and woody scent.

I have encountered the whole new world.

Of all the places I have been.

Woods, for me, are a visual treat .

My dreamland to escape.

Published by VINITA PAL

A person with an ability to capture the essence of the moments and artistically blend it in a poem.

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