Wonderment

Breathing with the trees, tranquillity surrounding the soul

Camouflaged in green; a feeling of oneness

An acknowledgement from the eternal eyes

Childhood beckons the adult heart to unburden the denial

Of not being accepted because of destructive thoughts

Simplicity is complicated enough in a world of conformity

Artificial sleep is a detour for the soul 

Now it is time to experience dreams of purity

Branches nod in approval and come with loving touch

Recline without a worry and hear the roots communicate

Surprisingly, it’s the most comfortable lullaby

The solitary soul dreams with a childish expression

~Amitav