On My Toes
I tread along the path of
quietude
To discover myself and fulfill my
dreams
Long lies the road, calm and cool
Magical is the vibe as I strode
A sort of solitude, soothes my
soul
Heavenly is the feel and
magnificent is the stroll
Silver linings sneak a look to
smile at me
Dangling dews like the pristine
pearls adorn me
Destination need not be
definitely defined
Nor is it necessary to be pre
determined
I set off to see what nature
holds for me in its kind
Seeking the sweetness that is ravishingly
divine
I dwell into the gallows, the
mountains and the Pine Hills
When my body and mind is still in
its frills
This is the best time to creep
and crawl
And coo to the stupendous call
There is no better therapy that
heals our mind and soul alike
Travel gives mellowness with a
strike
Leaving my hive for a while, let me hove and
hike
Ponder onto these earthy stills and do what I
like
Mesmerizing will remain these
memoirs thee
Accompanying me for the rest of
life that ought to be
Entrenched is this spirit in my
spine and veins
Never would I sabotage these
precious travel trails