Jungle: An unexplored garden

Jungle: An unexplored garden 

 I went to the jungle, full of silence, no sound, winds ruffling all across, I saw the light forming tyndall, the contrast of the woods, the light falling on the green leaves all defined the peace, a perfect piece of art designed by God, the leaves of the trees were under my feet making a sound of music while I was walking on those, little butterflies we're flying inbetween those trees, they were Full of confidence, they were enjoying the peace, I saw a tree house, amidst the Autumn trees, where a man was sitting, he was relaxed, like he has no connection with the outer world, everything was so damn good back in my childhood.

A POETIC FICTION BY RAGHAV