Pleasure Of Living. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Before us nature acts with accuracy
The colors it gives to things
The greenish leaves it makes
The graphic like lines it makes
As if with accuracy of nature's feelings
Everyday new buds and leaves grows
We can't see in ordinary eye the actions
Still nature ever make wonders
That the measurement always in correct terms
The roots, branches, and leaves
All the visible creativity
And this is the workshop of nature
Which gives us the pleasure of living.