Resting Place

Under the sway of gumtrees, a quiet murmur.

Bushes speak softly, birdsong through the area.

A stillness descends, a peaceful moment,

Where dreadful souls find solace in this tranquil space.

Nature's hand, gentle, soothes away the day.

Time slows its pace as the sun falls like a wave.

Amidst the verdant shade, worries go away.

Now we will go to our resting place, our home soil.

We rest till the night goes by.

Time doesn’t wait; it passes by.