Nature Poem by Pratheek Praveen Kumar in Calm Reflections

Green and appeasing nature always and indeed is,
If not there, it will certainly and always be missed,
Bliss and cooling and joyful things are certainly there,
To protect it we must certainly and always swear.

Cools us of and relaxes us always it does,
Destroying it is certainly a bad curse,
The most beautiful thing that has been devised,
It is the greatest thing that is to be surmised.

People's life has often been changed,
Indeed, extremely far is its range,
One can only admire at its great beauty,
To see it itself is a great booty.

Nature, the giver of life and peace,
With shrubs herbs and bountiful trees,
Grace and quiet charm in simplicity's hold,
Gives riches and pleasures never ever told.

Nature, the true home of all features,
It be big or small never matters,
And nestles life, force, matter in it's womb,
And homes everything, it be loud or dumb.

Nature, the mother of all that lives,
She fondles her off springs with love and care,
Trust her and save, she repays in droves,
She is our treasure and hope forever.

It always robs us of our truly awful sorrows,
And happiness and joyfulness we do borrow.