Faraway Call

Far out in the wilderness
The woods, the hills echo a voice
A voice calling me to come closer
To embrace the mysteries of nature
To know her deepest secrets embedded within,
Nature- the immortal beauty,
Like nymph Calypso with all her charms
tries to imprison me forever
So that I may never back to where I belong
The concrete jungle of mine...

by Bindu Borle

Comments (1)

nature's allure? nice thought process in this poem! Preets