The sun stealthily peeps from behind the hill
Tearing the black gown of the night
From his face golden rays spill
Brightening the Earth in dazzling light
Flowers bloom with the glow of the morning sky
They adorn the Earth all the year round
The heavens seen immaculate in azure dye
Tufts of grass carpet the rain soaked ground
Softly floating on the zephyr’s wing
The resonant notes of the *Koel rise
Bees hum round the honey cups of spring
These sounds echo like devotional songs of praise
The satin mantle of the dew strewed mead
The queer shaped fluffy clouds that slide
The lambs locked in pens, finally freed
Which along the sloppy prairies glide
With the sun shedding beams of golden ray
I walk tracing the course of the meandering stream
And to the bank of the quiet river, I wind my way
To sit there for hours absorbed in my dream
This is where one can seek restful seclusion
Sheltered from world’s sickening strife and stress
Enjoying peace and quiet in profusion
Where nagging thoughts never invade to distress
I feel Heaven in this bounteous Nature is hid
With so much sweetness and serenity around
I would like to imagine all my cares fled
Being here so lost in the beauty that surround!
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