"Back to My Hometown"

"At last I'm back to where I began."

Forest speaks a language of choice;

While the river sings all along

With the birds as second voice;

 

Nature orchestra with the entrance song

Brings trees to dance;

And the cold wind breathes so long;

 

Luminous sun’s crown radiates trance;

Of a wonderland and paradise

Diverges from city lights at a glance;

 

Everything is alive to rise;

So natural and real

Whereas urban is dead and in disguise

 

Driving miles from that edifice;

To the home, buried down in years

In my mind, blinded from the beauty with lies;

 

Weary heart, under reality’s pressures and fears;

After a sense of loss of inception,

Place abandoned, unexpectedly, banishes the tears;

 

At last, here I am to place of my conception;

My hometown -- My derivation.

Author's Note

Let's go back to our hometown... :-)
I'm just feeling kind of nostalgic right now...
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