By: Sara Mahmood

Ushered into a path
By crushing crispy grass
I witnessed an invitation
From the wilderness

The hanging creepers waving with wind
Gesturing like fingers of a maiden
I accepted and went on
For it was a provoking call

It felt like a grip
In the green maze
I soaked in all it had to offer
The soaring enigma didn’t bother

Oh! How divine is the nature is
Capable of conducting beings
From positions uncanny
It gives lifetime epiphany.