Sun-kissed Trek

Our trek began on a bright, hot sweltering day.

We prepared ourselves mentally for long the journey ahead.

Through rolling green hills where native citizens on wheel-like contraptions zip by.

With aged trees and growing leaves whispering secrets of the sun.


"One step at a time.

 Follow the paved path ahead.

 Pass the red brick road...", they said.

We were lulled by patches of shades promising respite from the sun.


And got caught by the whipping tentacles of death!

Pretty yellow denizens helped free us, guided by the wise white fingers.

We escaped and chanced upon the corridors of roving shadows. 


Where our shadows came to life!


The shadows provided us food and guided us to the lamp of freedom.


And warned us never to come back...for we have been branded.

We found our ship at last.

And found ourselves...kissed by the sun.