In all majesty elephant treads
The track as the green mantle spreads
Forest wears new fine look
Amidst deep wood runs the brook
Birds chirp their notes at will
And the song warble is presented through bill.
Elephant in its trunk, curly arm
Smells the moistened earth and fells warm
Looks at the tender bamboo shoots
Steps near thicket and loots
Elephant doth enjoy eating the bamboo tender
Who will stop the mighty greedy figure?
Alas! What it would be? Bamboo would perish
Nature's law makes the bamboo again to flourish!
For in a day or two insipid the shoots would be
From the elephants bite the bamboo is spared free
The tasteless bamboo thrives, shoots skyward
Maternal Nature's law saves as rescuing guard!
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