The mind we love
The mind we love
must have wild places
an overgrown and
unending little wood,
tangled orchards,
the chance of lions in front,
mysterious snakes a few,
a lake that nobody has
fathomed the depth,
a fall just unimaginable
and high,
the land a bedsheets of
greenery and unthinkable scenery,
paths threaded with flowers
largely unseen,
and when we go back
from here,
we ourselves ask
what a fantastic fantastic
Place we have been?
Ashish kumar pathak
Munger
