Land Of Smiles

Unfurling the mysteries of the land,

There exists a nostalgic fondness.

The travel diaries as I call 'em,

Penned, and should I express.

The tranquility that I enamor,

By diving into the abyss.
Into the opalescence of nature.

Sprinkled with joy and bliss.

The sunbeams, the zephyr, 

The natural extravagance.
Psithurism...which is,

The euphony, I now delightfully sense.

The perks of transient charm,

Lasted forever, did I wish. 

O thou, La La Land..

A jaunt I thus cherish.