When life in the city
becomes too much to bear,
With its winding concrete roads,
Its underpasses and overpasses,
Its tall buildings and speeding cars,
When I am overwhelmed by a sense
of hopelessness and unrelenting stress,
I retreat into the arms of Nature.
When life amidst people
becomes too much to bear,
With their big black hearts
and petty shriveled souls,
With their depraved moral values-
Self-obsessed, materialistic and profane,
I take refuge in the bosom of the forest.
I find solace in its solitude,
Among towering trees
And splendorous falls,
With its gushing streams
And magnificent mountains,
Pretty flowers in their colorful attire
peeping through grass and shrubs
swaying alluringly with beckoning smiles,
And bees humming joyfully over them
Soothes my insatiable craving for bliss!
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