Summer Is Spring Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Summer is spring here
When You are near.
Rivers are full and happy
Flowers look more beautiful colorful
Animals and birds filled with sound
Peacocks and bees sang and cranes cooed
And I hear Your flute.
You danced with nature
And with Your dance I see myself
Whirling leaping hurling
Slapping and wrestling fighting.
Very good very good You are praising
With Your own instrumental music
And You made me see telling I am not blind.