One can stand and stare at the beauty of Nature ever;
Ever looking at blank white page no idea strikes mind;
Mind becomes blank in pitch darkness when lights are off;
Off and on of light signals to distant ship at night!
Night without such signaling system, ships rely on Stars;
Stars are sure to guide to find directions to anywhere;
Anywhere more than our gadgets Nature is of permanent help;
Help of Nature is sure, when shutdown of power is sudden!
Sudden power cut makes all struggle to go to a safe place;
Places can be recognized, only if we accustom ourself to dark;
Dark situation in new place makes one equal to a blind one;
One thing alone we cannot depend on for our survival ever!
Ever open spaces in Nature we have to make ourselves familiar;
Familiar things make us manage ourselves at any situation!
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