Rustic

Rustic, tranquility, the two feelings that is dear to me
It reaches the deepest channels of my heart
As the whistling leaves serenades my soul
To shelter from the bustling world of gold

Really like neighbourhoods that are rustic but versatile. Places where you can just walk your dog on the roads in the late mornings, not worried about honking cars. Where you can just read a book, or just do anything not shackled. No crowds to compete with for an afternoon lunch. Till night falls, the neighbourhood will transform into a romantic setting, where the life sets in. Like a koala awoken from his afternoon nap. With couples and family flocking for a nice warmth dinner. Where coffee aromas fill the air, where social drinks are exchanged. A true representation of human bonding and where couples cuddled and just looking into the eyes, expressing love implicitly, probably speaking a language only understood by them. And as the crowd disperses, as couples head home together, the mices(after having their fill)would run back to their holes, before Tom comes for you. Everyone's tired and the peace sets in once again.