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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