Can you feel a chilly mountain breeeze
with your eyes closed
on a summer afternoon?
I can
Can you visualize the mountain peaks
with the magic of sun and snow
to the last shade of yellow.
Can you stay there forever
or atleast think about doing so
I can
Can you recreate the desert
vivid to the last grain of sand
and then remember the last thought
you had at that place
Can you go back there just to feel
the same again
I can
Can you see that distant wave
coming to tickle your feet
and then laugh young and free
Can you wait for yet another
till the last shimmer of the sea
I can
I have more such plans
But promise me
you will always find time
to come with me
smitten by wanderlust
