Wind blows over green dales
Tall grasses fall to the ground
Trees bend down and rise up and
Swing making a soft rushing sound
Stream runs dancing down the plains
Overflowing banks in fast downpour
Pulling along with its flow pebbles,
Stones and tress with a deafening roar
Clouds move across azure sky
Giving a shelter to the sun to hide
Swarms of bees hum loudly as
The rose shines like face of a bride
In this time your heart seeks
Love and you come to meet me
My heart needs love too and
Our souls became one under a tree
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