The Eye Can See

Feels like Windy Willows,

Sittin in the open,

For a night bbq dinner,

As the sea throws haze,

The mists have a raise,

Just imagine a blissful hill,

As sundown approaches,

Peaceful silence,

Layin in a spree,

Blowin bubbles,

Glarin fireworks,

Wind is a calming thing,

It feels like wings,

A home in the clouds,

To keeps spirits aroused,

And visit the ground,

Only to keep sound,

Amazing mind works,

Amongst open brooks!