A BEAUTIFUL PERSPECTIVE

Walking on a dusty and windy evening  seeing the golden pink sky from between the tree leaves  remembering some of my happy memories  away from problems, taking a break  feeling free for this short while as I breathe  pressing my bare feet on the ground marking my footprint on the wet mud and grass getting my feet colored with dirt  enjoying the humble presence of myself    Inhaling the scent of what mom's cooking  as I stand in the garden near the kitchen I admire the greenery of the plants  and the beauty of the flowers nearby                                                                 and the birds that in front of me right now fly  as I get rid of all my negative thoughts and energy with a sigh  I ask the domestic workers I see  working if there's anyth...

One kid was cycling on a golden and windy Sunday evening around his town  leaving behind the sickness and the worries of this pandemic  as he turns his earlier frown upside down  cycling away from his house  where he has been stuck for way too long  he enjoys the simple pleasure of wind rushing with haste  right across his face  standing on the pedals and  lifting his face high towards the sky  as he wants to lift himself up from the situations he is trapped in and fly  as he cycles in the lanes nearby his home  he admires the golden light that comes right before the sunset  the clouds that roam throughout the entire sky  like random thoughts changing in a mind  like a wanderer, a nomad with no fixed destination travels for pleasure to witness the greatness of the  world all-around from his eyes   and just for a few moments   trying to be free just like those  clouds  he cycles away ...

One kid was cycling on a golden and windy Sunday evening around his town  leaving behind the sickness and the worries of this pandemic  as he turns his earlier frown upside down  cycling away from his house  where he has been stuck for way too long  he enjoys the simple pleasure of wind rushing with haste  right across his face  standing on the pedals and  lifting his face high towards the sky  as he wants to lift himself up from the situations he is trapped in and fly  as he cycles in the lanes nearby his home  he admires the golden light that comes right before the sunset  the clouds that roam throughout the entire sky  like random thoughts changing in a mind  like a wanderer, a nomad with no fixed destination travels for pleasure to witness the greatness of the  world all-around from his eyes   and just for a few moments   trying to be free just like those  clouds  he cycles away ...

One kid was cycling on a golden and windy Sunday evening around his town  leaving behind the sickness and the worries of this pandemic  as he turns his earlier frown upside down  cycling away from his house  where he has been stuck for way too long  he enjoys the simple pleasure of wind rushing with haste  right across his face  standing on the pedals and  lifting his face high towards the sky  as he wants to lift himself up from the situations he is trapped in and fly  as he cycles in the lanes nearby his home  he admires the golden light that comes right before the sunset  the clouds that roam throughout the entire sky  like random thoughts changing in a mind  like a wanderer, a nomad with no fixed destination travels for pleasure to witness the greatness of the  world all-around from his eyes   and just for a few moments   trying to be free just like those  clouds  he cycles away ...