Listening to the ancient tune,
Whispering winds take flight,
Following the songs of the sea nymphs,
as myriads of luminous lights drifting over the sea waters,
when the morning sun kiss gently,
I, stand in wonders,
A murmuring chants of the great spirits,
Across valleys and terrains,
Across treetops of tropical forests,
Up to shimmering hills and mountains,
Blazing golden bright under the morning sun,
I, close my eyes in dreams,
Sweet fragrance of wild blossoms,
As the dewdrops wash off their petals,
A morning treat of the Divine,
And the birds resonate their loving melodies,
I, drift off in stillness,
Peace song of the earth,
Ancient tune of the cosmos,
Soothing the soul and spirit,
A remedy for the broken hearts,
A sanctuary for the weary minds,
A generous treat of the Divine,
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