Down the winding path
One step at a time
For the slope was steep
With valley on the side

Bright was the day
With a cloudless sky
The blue much lighter
Gave a frivolous high

A gentle breeze
From the distant hills
Turning the blades of
Sentinel mills

Rubies scattered
In the emerald farms
The river snaking around
With a languorous charm

I trek aimlessly
With nowhere to go
Just a Lightened mood
And a sun baked glow.