Sunrise, fog, clouds, green woods & morning valleys

0

Pleasure in the pathless woods, Rapture of hovering clouds There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep valley, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or

Read this post on trekkerpedia.com


Amar Shekhar

blogs from Bangalore