The magic of native life
Is unseen and unknown
The mind is far from all the strife
And nature chimes a single tone.
The quiet resonance of water
Gracefully washing over my feet
Tempts me to sit beside her for many an hour
And the virtuous air around me, I devour.
Happy is nature, when man could care,
He has moved away and forgotten nature
She still continues to maintain her flow
Thro the evenings and Brightness
Touching by the banks, Painting the leaf and the skies
With all the Colours and their radiance
Is unseen and unknown
The mind is far from all the strife
And nature chimes a single tone.
The quiet resonance of water
Gracefully washing over my feet
Tempts me to sit beside her for many an hour
And the virtuous air around me, I devour.
Happy is nature, when man could care,
He has moved away and forgotten nature
She still continues to maintain her flow
Thro the evenings and Brightness
Touching by the banks, Painting the leaf and the skies
With all the Colours and their radiance
~Divya Hegde
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