Surrounded by ancient giants, Deodar and Oak stand tall, Their roots anchored in glossy green— no white nor red ever seen. So amorous, this lovely green, Where we both perch and feel, The joy and its conjuring charm. Glistening water in the pool, Melodious sounds whispering, As if it yearns to meet its love. Our souls, like birds, sit and sing, Then wet, combing their silver wings, Preparing for longer flights, Waving plumes in various lights. Every beauty in joyous mood, Winds make sluggish waves, In favor of our wish. What wondrous life we lead, Ripe apples drop on our heads, Enjoying luscious drops within. Ensured with flowers, if we fall, On grass so soft, so skilled, How sweet and wholesome the hour, Yet reckoned with a bittersweet end. As blazing rays of the setting sun, Bring this perfect day to its close. In this serene and secret place, Where nature’s harmony abounds, I find my heart entwined with yours, A rendezvous of love and peace. Moments so pure, though fleeting, Held dear as the day turns to dusk. With the sun’s last kiss of light, We depart this sacred ground, Carrying the memory of this hour, When our souls met and danced, In the embrace of nature’s grace, Leaving a lasting imprint of love.