Whispers of a Morning Ride

One sunny morning on a gentle ride, I sat by the window , calm inside. The sky worn shades of deepest blue, While drifting clouds and breezes flew Tall trees stand still in emerald grace, Birdsongs echoed through the open space. Dragonflies danced in golden rays, Embracing warm and vibrant days While passengers dozed in peaceful sleep, The driver and I our silence keep. Fields alive with farmers' cheer, Smiling hearts in summer's sphere. Though the world rushed in its way, Nature moved with slow ballet. Soft winds whispered in my ear, " Wake, and let your soul draw near". Oh, if only this road ran long, While nature humming her morning song- But as the bliss began to fade, I reached the end where journeys trade.