A White Wonder!

Somewhere in the middle,
Beneath the hills,
Travelling in a hundred wheeler,
When the primordial,
Was bidding adieu,
Came this view,
Across stretches and stretches ,
Sitting on top like a thousand little perchers.

What a wonder,
Though on black,
It stays white,
Just peeping out-
Only its head,

Telling, I am ready to stifled,

To be stretched, coloured, shaped, and what not.

What a wonder,

It remains stuck,

Whats the glue that binds,

Oh! Nature! you have confined it within your blinds,

Sans you,

No Wounds heal,

And the cold air we would feel,

Remaining ever soft,

And a new borns best friend.

I cannot fathom,

A world without you,

Acclaimed men,

Are still in awe,

Over trying to discern the indescernible,

So am I,

Wonder Struck,

At you-A White Wonder.