Almost Divine Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Almost divine

Color is joy
You got to enjoy
Nature shall come to rescue
You have to view

Nature has not only trees and plants
But fulfills your want
Like water
That caters need of an earth

River builds the civilization
That comes up after gap of generations
Many mushroom on banks
People pray rivers and thank

Mountains add beauty
The peaks show it already
The sky touches highest top
As if clouds rest and stop

The season add color
That is beautify of nature
No one can beat is origin
It is almost divine