Glimmering through the tree leaves,
Drenched in the moon light,
I walk on the country road.

Away from the city light,
And the perpetual city noise,
I listen to the nature.

Chirping cricket and croaking Frog,
Moon lit lonely road,
I hum the old song.

Peaceful mind and dancing heart,
Lost in the hustle of city,
I feel my heart beat.

Like another of me arguing with me,
Debating the decisions yet to take,
I realize myself.

Heart and mind communicates,
Clearing the unclear thoughts,
I promise myself more rendezvous.


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