Nature Plays Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nature plays its part
With early rising of sun to start
With shining of whole globe
We need eyes and vision to probe

What makes music to ears?
Why does it take to tears?
Why people enjoy without fear?
I have lovely sense to hear

It is divine feeling
That comes of willing soul
Almost mingled with good faith
That lasts till end of the life with death

Nature retains power
It starts with rainy shower
To grant new life with arrival
It is all named as natural

Almighty does it with trick
Injects life with no magic stick
Life moves on with pain or happiness
It is our duty to keep smile on face

Life is given not for any reason
You play part and be real son of soil
Let any one try to fail your purpose
The path is with you to choose