The heart desires to go
Someplace where the sky is blue
Where the stars shine bright at night
And I have nothing to do.
To sit upon a rolling green
And watch birds flying around,
Hear the sounds that nature makes
As I lay my body flat on the ground.
My heart yearns a place that's quiet
Where the whisper of trees is heard
And the touch of a breeze passing softly by,
The flapping wings of an in-flight bird.
To immerse my being in nature's womb
And feel the feelings of different lives,
Learn the wisdom they hide within
That makes the bees make their hives.
~Raj Yogi