Echoes of the Emerald Path

puncakbukit (78)in #photography • 2 days ago

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　A blanket of emerald, stretched wide and deep,
　Under a sky where the soft clouds sleep.
　The rice fields whisper a silent song,
　Of days gone by, where my heart belongs.
　The air is still, a gentle sigh,
　As daylight fades in the evening sky.

A path of earth, a dusty line,
Marks the way to a place once mine.
It winds through the green, a ribbon so thin,
Beckoning me to where memories begin.
Oh, to walk that road, with steps so light,
And find the warmth of a forgotten light.

　In the distance, rooftops of humble clay,
　Nestled together at the end of the day.
　Smoke curls upwards, a signal of home,
　A place where my spirit wishes to roam.
　I watch from afar, with a wistful gaze,
　Dreaming of sunsets and simple ways.

The wind carries scents of the earth and the rain,
Bringing a sweet, tender kind of pain.
For the fields are vast, and the way is long,
And my heart still hums its quiet song.
A yearning remains, a deep desire,
To return to the fields, and never tire.

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