Composed In The Lap Of Nature Poem by Somali Mukherjee

Composed In The Lap Of Nature

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Dazzling molten golden glow
Touches me like pure white snow;
Crimson cluster, blaster of hue,
Turns our lives ever-new.
Human riddle does diddle;
The cawing crows play on fiddle.
The sunbeams' toil does recoil;
The night'll serve as the foil.
Breathless beauty, divine duty
Provide all with lots of gaiety.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 21 April 2020

Human riddle does diddle; The cawing crows play on fiddle..../// beautifully written; I enjoyed

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Somali Mukherjee 22 April 2020

Thank you so much. God bless you.

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