I was walking down the lane,
I remember it was a fine spring day.
The wind was blowing,
As the leaves of the tree shed.
I looked up,
Only to see cherry blossoms all ahead.
Slow and steady footsteps
The bridge was beautiful
Not giving a chance to be upset.
The calmness of the nature,
And surrounding filled with giggles.
Kids were roaming around
Holding hands together.
Down the bridge was a river,
The flowing of water,
Was like a rhythm.
Settling of mind,
and calmness was all around.
Even the quietness
Was making a kind of sound.
I started to feel,
How is it like to live in the present.
That's how I spent,
That one fine spring day