Prasad Beaven
I long to be amongst the pines,
Where the woods and flowers intertwine,
Tall mountains rising in the distance,
With streams cascading in their persistence.
A palette of colors, gold, green, and blue,
A playground for exploration, anew,
My heart swells with joyful anticipation,
Nature's wonder, a divine revelation.
If only I could stay here forever,
My worries and fears I'd gladly sever,
For nature's beauty, pure and sweet,
Is always beneath our feet.