Open Field Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Open field,
Pleasant scene,
Gentle breeze was blowing,
The travellers were walking
With a great feeling,
While moving they could smell
Sweet fragrance of the beautiful flowers
From the unknown realm,
Gradually wonderful memories
Of the glorious time pervaded their mind,
This way the wayfarers crossed the vast field
And reached their destination successfully;
They enjoyed their journey
With their heart's content,
But then the wisest traveller asked his companions,
"Have we really succeeded in our journey? "
Everybody remained silent,
As this was the most difficult question.