The Wild Tranquility

The gentle murmur
Of the divine brook
The feel of dew soaked grass
Gnarled branches that capture a look

An Eagle soars over my head
Guardian Angel for me
Guiding me through
Through the wild tranquility

The mountains loom ahead of me
Seems like they're calling out to me
The chirping of the birds
Squirrels playing hide and seek

The sun falls filtered through the trees
Covering the ground with countless diamonds

I reach out for you
Lend me your hand
And join me here
In this Wild Tranquility

© 2005 Arnab Majumdar

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