Where My Soul Meets

As I stride on the soil of ecstasy Feeling the winds of serenity Making peace within my soul Breathing by every second that I hold While walking along the sands of gold I leave behind a story to be told With a beautiful feeling I’ll never grow old I walk the miles on the sands of gold As my feet kiss the cold blue waves I stretch my arms just to fly away Closing my eyes with calmness I sway Loosing track of every second by day Looking up to the sky I hear the sounds, The sounds of bees, the sounds of trees, The sounds of the enthralling orchestral breeze Hypnotising me with the sound of the deep blue sea So I sit back and reflect on the soil of ecstasy The soil of joy, the soil of peace, The soil where I would love to be The soil called Goa where my soul meets. - Sherwin Fernandes