I wonder, where is that land?

With a gold tinged plains in front of my eyes,

I wonder, was it not green when I saw it last?

Looking at the sky above was a choice to see

The sky seems dark and cloudy unlike the then blue

Is it the same sky that I left here while I leave?

When the sky couldn't let me identify my land,

I trusted the wind to show me the right place

Then the breeze was steered towards the north

Alas! Even the wind is not prepared to help me

They deny to appear anywhere in north or south

Only the trees, mounts and lakes are there, but

No fruits in any tree unlike when I left them

The water in the lake seems frozen and solid

The big green mount wears a shiny white coat

My confusion is still alive, if it the same place I left?

Where are those green fields and clear blue sky?

Where is that gracious breeze that made flowers dance?

Where are those pinkish fruits that made the tree lovely?

Where is that clean shallow water that made us filled?

I wonder where is that land, I left here a few days back?