starting while the city was asleep,
not far beyond the concrete jungle bright;
headed towards, we all traveling by a jeep,
preserved was a divine sanctity so quiet..
scrubbing through each stone & pebble,
a dry stream permitting us to climb up through;
crabs making way for us to settle,
sun, breeze, rains & the inspiring crew..
a perfect blend of humility & expertise,
made us together rise;
weaving through the soil, rocks & trail,
courtesy: the Elite Trekkers & the Indian Rail..
Keeping up the Pace;
Competing the Race,
Playing up the Maze...
World today - pushing to bounce Back,
Slow - but yes - moving off the Rack;
While the Will takes over the Fear,
Each one needs to mind their Gear...
Challenging the Times,
Writing the Rhymes;
It's time to hold each other,
To step up ahead further...
It's a fall to climb back Upon,
A new beginning - A new life Born;
It's high time we respect Nature,
Not only the money earned & Stature...
While we underwent LockDown:
Rivers - continued to flow
Plants - continued to grow
Farmers - continued to sow
Sun - continued to shine
Life - yours & mine
Is quite Precious - to undermine...
