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Above the rugged, steep slope
Through the thick outgrown grass,
My eyes gazed at the cirrus,
Spread in dollops, on the vast cerulean canvas;The undulation of the ranges, distant yet visible,
Seemed to sketch their outline, on the blue canopy;
Following the trails, I could reach,
The clearing, as the afternoon was bidding goodbye!
Through the thick outgrown grass,
My eyes gazed at the cirrus,
Spread in dollops, on the vast cerulean canvas;The undulation of the ranges, distant yet visible,
Seemed to sketch their outline, on the blue canopy;
Following the trails, I could reach,
The clearing, as the afternoon was bidding goodbye!
Amidst the thicket of conifers,
The tweet of babblers beckoned;
My eyes twinkled at their ornithic charm –
A poetic flair might easily be evoked, I reckoned.
This patch of land is reachable for the one,
Whose heart immerses in the hills’ splendour-
Do not gauge the distance covered, rather
Submit yourself to the summit’s grandeur.
Spellbound would be any human,
By the serenity of this terrain,
To which, the sun sends its first greeting each day,
And, the night, decked up in a star-studded attire,
exalts its massive domain.
