A long road to a small hut atop a hill,
anyone can knock and come at will.
A place where the rain sings and the winds scream,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
All around are the slopes mystique,
some giant, some slow, some steep.
The hills look like a fort supreme,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
Mountain breeze is the fastest friend,
knows no boundaries, knows no end.
I know that its all my team,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
Lonely walks down the tree lane,
some grow orderly, some totally insane.
And brushes by their side a youthful stream,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
The lush green pastures way too scenic,
for my forever joy, forever picnic.
And when the dew drops in the sunshine gleam,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
I am sure that there is a place like this,
made sacred by the God's kiss.
I will see this all and thank Him,
What else can i ask for, what else can i dream ?
Akshat Dabral
"निःशब्द"
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