I meander through the meadow,
Feet caressed by the satin earth.
I glide with arms spread; I’m so light I could fly,
This is my moment of bliss, careless mirth.

The wind whispers in my ears,
Tickles and grazes me with its cool lip.
I close my eyes, I let my senses overwhelm,
Time is frozen here, an ethereal trip.

I look up to the sky, abode to a million stars,
Glistened by the radiance of the moon, what a sight!
Those stars speak stories, the moon has inspired many bards,
I feel one with them now, such peace, such a charming night.

-Arun Nair