Is this a dream
Or I am fading
Into a world
On the other side

Rays of a star
Sneaking from behind the trees
As I lay on the grass with
The scent of roses and lilies

Squirrels are dancing
Butterflies are fluttering
On a symphony of a breeze
Flowing from a nearby river

As I flow through this meadow

I try to fix my broken pieces
But this breeze is whispering
Me to let the pieces be free
And flow with the breeze

©2020 Piyush Singh