Intangible

In the rush of the day, when the noise takes its toll, I go to nature,  where the echoes wake me up.

In the quiet moments, 

when the world seems asleep.

There’s a feeling in the air, 

something words can’t articulate.

It’s the spark between the glances, 

a warmth that can’t be seen,

In the center of the silence, 

lies the space in between.

Intangible, 

like the stars at the night,

A whisper of a natural sigh, 

just out of sight.

It’s the clue in the thread, 

the pattern in the sign,

It’s the implicit of world, 

that weaves the space and time.

In the rush of the day, 

when the noise takes its toll,

I go to nature,  

where the echoes wake me up.

It’s the mutual influence,

that we can’t measure up, 

the trust that feels so right,

In the depths of our connection, 

shines a guiding light.

So let’s grasp the moment, 

let the world show us some signs;

In the warmth of our embrace, 

we’ll find words to express.

In the depth of our silence, 

in the space that we share,

We’ll create our own landscape, 

believe in the intangible,

 that we couldn't see.

In this world full of wonders, 

it’s the unseen that we shouldn't ignore.

It’s the trust & belief that binds us closer, 

in the tapestry of time.

Intangible and timeless, 

in the natural rhyme we take,

In the essence of our being, 

our true selves are immersive into -

vast universe.