A poem

I still remember Your first sight,
making me feel excited and calm at the same time.

Unfolding thousands of hidden expressions, yet I was speechless.

Your mere presence taught me humility,
yet made me strong enough to gather all my pieces that were fallen apart.

The joy witnessed never before!

As if You came alive,
talking to me in the form of whistling winds, chirping birds and ghustling stream.

And I was just there like a tall tree standing still,
listening to Your whispers.

And together in that moment,
we formed a jungle of peace,
hidden far away from the mad crowd…

Gradually turning into a poem,

Only a few can read.

Author: Hariom PrabhakarSingh

Finding solace in travel and writing.

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