Voices to the Heart by Mannan Nazar
It’s ravishing isn’t it
The word beautiful is dull in comparison
This majesticness of a summer’s dusk,
Can you not feel it?
How the distant hills line with the ocean of the sky
Which is not a screaming blue but a quiet pink
As the layers of some hard candy,
Though itself is much softer to the eyes
It echoes a silence in my heart that drowns my recent unrest,
For in these times nature still prevails
To remind us once more of what it means to be alive.