Beautiful Nature Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am reminded of new lease
When birds chirp on trees
Even though I am early riser
They seem to be wiser

One has to find food
Or go for firewood
To prepare for day's survival
For a man, it is natural

As poet
I remain quiet
I do not hold pen and paper
It strike mind and enter

I shall not believe
And live
For another day
If that was not happening all the way

So I bow down before deity
And seek her mercy
To write down something worth
I shall fulfill the promise made to beautiful earth

I am adding some weight
With little height
I praise lovely mother
And beautiful nature