Mesmerized beauty
Succumbed by the hand of nature
Amongst the lush of Earths foliage moist
Colors born to flowers
Frost bows to warmth
The vocal fight of birds and roosters
Unsynchronized harmony
For their presence of center stage
My ears now as full
As my eyes
Church steeple peeks its head
Through the low lying dwells of the village
Commanding my attention to shift
As now it speaks
Mesmerized beauty halts
Mournfully chiming 83 strokes for the villager
That today, no longer
In attendance of nature’s display
The birds sing louder
The roosters roar
Bringing the sun through the rain
Perhaps for him,
The villager past
To lift his soul higher for the travel
Home
The life of Trichiana
Both Sorrowful and sweet
Mesmerized again