Leaves, green grass, colourful flowers between them, hills, lakes,
Free flowing rivers finally mingling with oceans are beauties of Nature;
Hill stations with mist to touch with hands are dreams of all to visit in
Summer, but Summer or Winter, Corona has made us sit in home now!
Our natural freedom is lost like Paradise Lost as said by John Milton;
When none was there, Nature was consoling and comforting Wordsworth
With great hope and strength to write A to Z of Nature's value to humanity;
I am also approach Nature ever for inspiration and ideas to write poems!
Like Nature to poets, Poetry is my renewing or recharging panacea
That has helped me to express myself fully compensating all losses;
Nature and Poetry are two eyes that make me see all beauty, love and truth
And get inspiration and courage to go ahead with confidence on my adventure!
I have all the beauties of Nature ever in my memory and that I recollect now
In tranquility in this Corona time to share with all my friends to be joyful...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem