Lovers Of Nature! Poem by Ramesh T A

[Written in memory of Robert Alun Blackwell of South Africa]

Lovers of Nature are feathers of the same bird
That flies in zeal all over phases of Nature ever
Exploring and enjoying the bliss none can sure!

Enjoying boyish pleasure at first we play there
Plucking the leaves of grass, pulling out plants and
Playing all day long in joy children only know!

Growing up swayed by the beauty of flowers
And enjoying sweet taste of fruits we bask there
Whether it is day or noon or evening or night...!

Still growing up whether it is hard time or good one
Intellectually we find the secret behind all woes of
World in connection with Nature's silence or storms!

Mingling at last one with Nature we get dizzy rapture
That helps with bliss eternal when we finally breathe last!

By T A Ramesh