Strolling amidst beautiful mountains,
foothills offering a flawless fountain.
Those alley between the mud house,
waiting to find my way back home.
Those pine trees in the woods,
waving just to see me.
Those hushing river in the valleys,
waiting just to see me.
Though been parted for an ages ,
seems it was just yesterday.
Everything so still and serene,
I missed it so much.
So there is no place I’d rather be.
I might get lost in the city lights
on the verge of finding oneself.
In this kingdom of isolation
nothing is incomplete
nothing is complicated.
Feel like I am a queen,
took away all bitter sweet affliction
with no restriction.
Just letting go of oneself,
nothing to worry about,
no one to care about,
Its de ja vu all over again.
So there is no place I’d rather be