Intoxicated

The morning: it dawns-
In the valley with those birds,
Chirping and chirping along
Are they, as the sun peeps out-
From behind the ranges…
Flooding the peaks with light.

The valley overflows with light-
The melody of the stream…
And you feel the sprit of love,
Hypnotising you….
As the nature shows a new day
To live for...

Passes the midday and sets in dusk,
With the vibrations of red…
And as it pales out into blue,
The sky darkens and darkens…
The twinkle so soft,
The shadows on the valley…

The twilight changes to…
A moonlit evening,
The valley bathes in the purity-
Of white yet again…
The birds have retired to
Their nests………

The eternal silence
Fills you with happiness,
And emotions,
And nostalgia…
Yet again those finer tastes
Get refined… With the picturesque valley…