Amid the crowd, I was aloof,
As I m standing on a lone roof.
Things surrounding were moving at pace,
Like running a race.
It was like a closed space,
Like an unarranged phrase,
And there was I trying to chase.
All of a sudden, I knew the grass with dew on it.
The breeze silently hushd the trees around.
Sun above horizon, threw the rays gently onto the dew, making them glaze.
The beats, chirping and rustlings around blend itself into a sweet melody.
The blindfolding sun-light turned so mild, genial and soothing to gaze into.
I knew standing somewhere near she was. The fragrance, presence, it was so palpable.
The thumping beatings of heart, like uproar.
I was dumbfound, stupefied by the charisma,
There she was, in front of my eyes, passing by.
Wishing the time continuum to pause,
And I knew I witnessed her, I got just the
“GLIMPSE of her FEET”
