Whenever I feel lonely and pensive
I like to go into the lap of nature
Where all doors and windows wide open
Where fresh breeze sooth my burning forehead
Where the aroma of lovely flowers scent the atmosphere
Where the leaves rustle
Where the jolly trees and herbs
Moving their limbs ---
I often hear the music of nature
In twittering of birds in murmuring of flies
At that time I feel intoxication
A kind of drowsy numbness
My pains turns into aching joys
And agony turns into ecstasy
And my heart repletes with dizzy raptures
nature is another mother.... and u do well in this beautifully done eulogy... the huiman bond with nature is so deep...however far we may scavenge in the urban jungle.... cheers
seeking solace in the lap of nature...concept nicely brought out...10
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you appear very 'gracious' in your words! a poem in tribute well composed...full of 'grace'! Keep it up