Sadiqullah Khan - Meadows

In the green valley
Up and down the track
Making depths and heights
Delightful to the eye
The city akin to the city of dreams
Lying like a carpet on the meadows
Soft star like lights lit in the homes
Was a reflection of the starry night
Stream of fresh water from springs up on the hills
A heavy mist and clouds hiding the peaks
Fresh breeze laden with moisture
And mixed with scents of the woods
Pine trees seasoned and aged
Leaves and flowers
In mid May and late evening
And a walk on the track made natural
The green in multiple hues and so is the wood
A rising full moon sometimes hiding
Behind the clouds
Unable to carry heavy rain drops
The clouds let them drop
Thunders on hilltops and lightening
Heavens reflection on earth
The singing of the lark
Little birds flying with abandon
A life of idyllic living
To ponder on natures bounties
The fair ones memories
The bygone days
A plunge in the future
Or souls wandering
One with humanity
Nature and the universal soul

Sadiqullah Khan

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