A lonesome walk, along a busy street

Brings nothing to reason, and there’s no one to greet

A narrow corner to a winding path

Is a time to slow down, feel alive and unwind

On an uphill stride, there’s a field full of yellows

A garden of tulips and a strange-looking fellow

He banished a smile, and a wave from his hand

He said hello madam, you have reached rich land

The riches are plentiful, for spirit and mind

Today is your day, you arrived just in time

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