Tuesday, 4 March 2014

                                                                                  Our Nature

The cold breeze that enters and offers
 you pleasure,
It is a wonderful feel that nobody can measure,
The trees and plants that push you away with air,
Green and precious, no words to say to her.

Hear the sound of the crunchy leave as you crush them,
Hear the sound of the dried coconut as it falls and hits,
Hear the songs of the tweeting birds,
As they sing their melodious voice,
Wake up as they call you in a sightful dawn,
By their sweetest noise!

Our mother nature, our lovable nature,
Love the way she speaks through the blue water,
Saps green trees and cold breeze...
The dusty wind, and the dirty water it ceases,
Dear Mother Nature,
You live just like a rose in my heart,
To the left is the family,
And you're the rest of the part.

I can say you're marvelous,
I can say you're fruitful,
But truly you're beautiful,
… the world has ever seen

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