Nature As Us Poem by Soumili Karmakar

The sun shines bright, with its heavenly beams, shining all on the woods heavenly
it seems.
Woods, then confess their love for showers.
Showers, that fall from the heaven's above, that vow they keep so strong, and still till the infinity to the eternity, keeping this, as their wills.
We as spectators;
often do observe them in our deepest astonishment. Controlling all our sights, and lovingly listening to the music of divinity at times.
Though times of drizzling, thunder, and lightening, as often it strikes in our mind, so well.
And we know, it is the woods and the showers conversing in their lines intensely, so well.
Woods, do admire certainly, their long-far away friend - showers, by grace of air in which they breathe, at every pores passing through their branches, and droplets of heaven, welcoming on their leaves feels joy from within.
Therefore, they radiate their glittering gems as powers of the divinity so damn well.
These woods are so beautiful we see, a strong touch of nourishment,
well, it seems.
Seems this, as this is so splendidly beautiful, in all it is so ecstatic.
The sun is certain about its fate. While, fate is to be said, said it as it may, with all its faith drawn up so well.
Thus, the sun says, 'Dear Woods, love as you may. The showers shall know you, and obey. Love with all your promises held above, thus I shall pleasingly gaze from the sky's above, so well, far away from a different lane, that will pray for your lovely tale'.