As for as I can see
I see only coconut tree
Lined majestically
Swaying serenely
Its quiet, no man made noise
Wind plays with their dude
The birds intimate whistle
Waves breaking on the shore
The air salty and fishy
Sunlight dancing upon the surf
The Sand I was writing
A loner on a deserted beach
Spent of all emotion
Should have I begged fate?
Threads of my life
Bound by a destiny
The nature with its orchestra
Is a gift to my senses…..
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