Those 5 minutes of serenity

As I lay on the grassy hill,
It seemed as if the time stood still.
Desolated by the lake.
World's pulchritude to make.

Canopied by white and grey clouds.
The proud mountains, the bright lauds
Of the sun and the shiny waters.
An inception of symphonies , caters.

Like an orchestra.
The trees and their aura.
I felt like the conductor.
Motivating the ripples of water.

Landscape which can't be captured.
A picture which can't be incarnated.
An unreachable vantage point.
An imagination which desires no flaunt.

The mind gets stunned to silence.
A mesmerizing , musical silence.
Played by cloud modulations.
An ephemeral peace and its real insulations.

An incorrigible soul, years.
For nutrition it earns.
In this expeditious world.
Those were the Five minutes, when I truly lived.