Fragrant flowers dotted around,
sealed my wounds
with their sweet elixir.
The prickly grass underneath,
tickled away
all my worries.
The breezy zephyr,
vanquished negative thoughts
from my perturbed mind.
Streaks of colors splashed high above,
was a pretty sight
for my sore eyes.
The musicians of the wild,
filled my soul with
an ethereal sensation.
An encounter with nature,
relieved me from the trauma
of a prosaic world.
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