"Come fly with us"
- Said the clouds.
"Come live with us"
-Said the hills.
"We will hurt but we won't let you fail"
-Said the rain and the hail.
"Disconnect from what distracts"
-Said the trees.
All I could do was hear.
All I could do was feel.
"Someday"
Was all I could mumble.
In Picture: Kangra Valley during a Thunderstorm.
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