The mysterious land celebrated her return.
Seeping in the familiarity
She smiled.
Breathing in the enchanting aroma,
She looked for her favorites.
Her eyes caught the glimpse
Of the bushes of small flowers
Beside which she once used to lay.
She retraced her path
To the blooming flower bed.
As the tiny flowers greeted her
She resumed her original place.
The silent stream sung
In its mesmerizing tune
Alluring her with its spell.
The dew drops tickled her
And calmness took over her soul.
The branches bent over her
The sunlight peeking through the leaves
The warmth of the sunshine
Made her feel home
The feeling she never wanted to resist.

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