the humblest god has given us some treasure
its none other than our beloved nature,
this precious gift which is a boon,
should be preserved till the doom
the gives us whatever we want
and gets back whatever we haunt
the nature teaches us a beautiful story
we must see to it that it still has its glory
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes nature must possess its glory and we must see to it. Else our living becomes difficult in a destructed nature. Nice expression.