It was just dawn when I backpacked on this trip,
Wearing my favourite jacket and these brown
boots,
I strolled around capturing moments from the scenic morn to the silver dewdrops and even the gigantic angered
ship,
Enjoying every bit as traveler who was
carefree and the master who did as he wish could.
Having read and heard long tales about this
place,
I raced ahead faster accompanying the shrills
of the winds,
I saw the
grandeur Castle dazzled up in pure white lace,
Beneath lay a exotic garden that looked like multi-coloured
pearls stitched onto the satin.
And , then I saw her , a beautiful damsel walking
in her wonderland,
Breezing through the white lilies as her gown
swayed by the blue daffodils,
I was excited and waved towards her gesturing for her to understand,
But she strode off swiftly disappearing somewhere far across the
hills.
I waited and waited for her too long,
Anxious as my heart desired to see her more,
Time spent earnestly as I dedicate her each
day a new written love song,
Knowing far away even the domes of the castle
will be echoing my love that could be heard and reach even beyond the shores.
Disclaimer: The image(s) in the post are taken from Google. I don't claim any of its rights.