Inside you’ve an earth of difference
With the ocean of clear water
The sky of the blues and
The Nature of greenery
That has no units to measure
In this earth
Choosing the soft soil from the ground
Crescent spade in the sky
Dug deep inside the earth
Sowed a flower seed of its own kind
That adores
Fresh water from the ocean
Sunlight from the blues of the sky
Greens of the nature
For a while
Storm comes and then stillness loves the sky
Tide roars and oceans stand still after
Nature turns itself into spring
The flower seeds that sowed
Burst into seedling
That I took from seedbed
To plant again on the Earth inside you
That blossoms the flowers with fragrance
Copyright 2002 Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar
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