Travelling Memoirs - Pearl Valley

A week ago, my friends and I went on a trip to a nature spot, Muthyala Maduvu aka Pearl Valley, which is reachable via Bannerghatta Road. I recorded my thoughts in a poem:

Seeking nature's paradise we set out,
In the wee hours of a lovely Sunday,
Leaving the noise and buzz behind,
Taking some time off the grind.

Lazy city roads on a holiday morn,
Leaving behind lane and corner,
Blessing songs fill the ear,
As praise and thanks fill the heart.

It's the Sunday after Easter,
The feast of Divine Mercy,
Praying for release of forgiveness,
That our lives may be whole.

For while we free our bodies and minds,
Enjoying the beauty of creation,
We may enjoy freedom of spirit,
Healing of our inner being.

You created us, Lord, for Thee,
And in our hearts, we seek joy,
Joy that never goes out,
In the flame of your limitless love.

As we gaze on streams flowing,
Amid idyllic sounds of birds calling,
Life takes a breath, stands still,
Serenity of Your creation, Father.

Beautiful and without compare,
Your poem of creation, Father,
Your endless song surrounds us,
Can't we live this dream forever?

Nay son, this is just my creation,
My gift for your short sojourn,
But end it must and end it will,
For a new heaven and earth awaits.

Aye, I created you for eternity,
Your soul to outlast this earth,
Your earthly sojourn a cradle,
Before you're born to celestial courts.

Holy Father, sweeter than this earth,
Is to listen to Your timeless voice,
Sweeter than the songbirds,
Clearer than the pearly water.

We tarry near the gushing thread,
Of droplets turning pearly white,
Silvery streaks of sheer delight,
We taste the beauty You created.

Yet deep within we know that this,
Sweet reverie will but pass away,
Like all things of this earth,
And our very lives, breaths, heartbeats.

As we return to our grind,
There in our daily ordinary lives,
We know that this is the place,
You make the finest pearls of creation.

For our souls, Lord, in Your image,
Our deepest longing needs Your fire,
Fashioned and revealed on the Last Day,
We will be made Your pearls of delight.