I sat in the sun: On the grass;
The wind held her breathe,
just for a while.

Nearby, the Pa Mada glided,
leisurely,
taking her sweet time,
To the sea.

Transfixed

– I felt it,
I felt the sway.

And the pull of the heart.

I have longed to return,
to this place
in the highlands;

Only to find out,
I have never left.

– Maya_Green, short poem