AN AMATURE EYE FOR NATURE..
The fog came in,
for the heart to win.
The balcony opened wide,
For the greedy eye to search wide.
The hot tea to sooth the appetitte,
Green tea to sooth the mind.
The cold breeze to blow
and warm suit worn with glow.
The valley of cold
with snow-less molds.
Ladies cut the leaves,
while the tea weaves;
the land.
The munnar valley
as empty as lunar valley;
stuck in the anular web of nature.
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