In a view such, I went so nuts

I saw those trees and clouds atop

Unseen was all that was behind

How dare you hide from me i said,

and took to hike heading afar

Land I saw, has its bounds rewind

The same hills, the trees and birds

I thought I've seen it all around

and headed back to gaze at this view

The mountains slept within my eyes and

I looked deep into water now

I saw little fish and the waters rush

wish I swam along the fish and

spot some birds as I float on my back

I trusted not the bounds of lands

and plunged into the water routes

I stuck myself to one canoe,

Red or blue i remember not

I began to row, imagined my trail, 

was great as vasco or sindbad's

Flights of Herons, kites, and bills I saw 

all of them flew, the cormorants not

he looked over the others from a rock

as though the hermit's life, forever paused

May be, he wondered who he was

his eyes ever seemed in doubt, as if, 

i heard him ask, "am i a fish or just a bird?"

may be he was just all above

I twisted and turned in rapids little

hurt my knees and ankles a bit

Waters told me, "You ain't a sailor yet"

I let my chin down and so did the sun

We both went our ways home

and let the river sing to the moon

They seemed in love and, quiesce agreed

I drooped over my lines until the dawn.....

to wake up and gaze again in awe

unable to pen the beauty I saw...