The birds travel back home,
A place the safest..
As the ball of fire,
Proceeds towards the west.
The saffron rays,
Enlighten the countryside.
It's the alchemy of nature,
With whom we confide.
Orange turns the sky of blue,
One of the moments few.
A journey down the 'natural' avenue,
A travel so mesmerising for you.
A scenery of sunset,
Radiates thoughts in full beam.
It leaves the urge in mind,
Of fulfilling a dream.
- Arya Joshi.
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