Ecstasy Poem by shubhen bhandare

When the sun decides to play hide and seek,
From behind the clouds takes a sneak peek,
When the clouds gather with their offering,
Drops of happiness ease my suffering,
When the birds whisper in my ears,
Songs of joy dispel my fears,
When trees sway to the wind's tune,
And sprinklings of hope lie strewn,
When twilight beckons pink of health,
Birds return with their earned wealth,
When beneath the oak I sit in peace,
Gathering the leaves piece by piece.