There is a room in my house
a very special room
with a big window
it lets in fresh air
and filters the junk
not for myopic thoughts
but the window is kind and some say
they too have seen some sparkles
the window has a view to die for
a beautiful sunlit sky
cool breeze of contentment
fresh blossoming thoughts
and each colour of rainbow
spreading messages of love and harmony
the woods and her allies are such great pals
invite me to every single birth
leaving me humbled every time
for I realise how small yet important
each entity is
the greens, the browns
I know them all by name
and the winged soul uncaged
floats in this world
I never ask for more
I never settle for less
I guess all my dreams
They taught me well…
somkritya 
Govind its beautiful..your comments are so full of life
A dream as expansive as the sky
that wakes me up and makes me sigh
the things in the real world that I spy
and makes me want to endlessly cry
is not the fault of the window-the eye.
Let the window always sport the sparkles.
Thnaks Steve 🙂
Wonderful. Such terrific sentiment regarding Nature and how everything is important, no matter how small.
Thanks Ari coming from you….means a lot
Brilliant! just brilliant..all my dreams, they taught me well… very well said, somkritya…
Thanks for the generous warm comments VW 🙂
A grand caravan of thoughts…
Your “invaded soul” is quite beautifully shown here in colorful form. Wonderful work, my friend 🙂
Whoa, my phone spell checked that comment. It was supposed to be “uncaged” but I just realized my phone does not recognize that as a word, so it took the next guess. Silly autocorrect 🙂
Thanks Indira Ji 🙂
Now you have open the window,you we get all the gifts of nature.Lovely poem.