Taking me to imaginary world, with the words you held. Making me as a character in good shoes, and leaving unknown foes. Feeling real of many fictions, And heart wanders in all directions. But in nurturing knowledge, you don't age :P
Birds jet out, To welcome the morning light. Mists and dews, Melting into the breezy- air. The chosen path is too long, but my legs never ache. Because my hope is filled, With these green caresses.