Nature Poem by Praveen Kumar In Shobha Priya

You jog long to sleep fast at night,
You fast all day to eat well next day,
Predators hide to pounce on unguarded prey,
Trees shed leaves to bear afresh in springs,
Sunshine dips at dawns to blaze at noons;
This is how the nature works,
This is how the nature works,
That goes back a pace to begin the final race.

You mount a horse to enjoy a ride,
You climb hills to view vales downward,
Joys spring from the womb of pains,
Leisures hide in the web of strains,
Fullmoon fills sky while night wraps all round;
For, the nature conceives things in unnatural turns,
For, the nature conceives things in unnatural turns
In sprouting daylight form the deep slumbers of night.

It is pain that deepens the pleasure of pleasures,
It is shadow that brightens the light of lights,
War makes profound the depth of peace:
Clouds, of the Sun; partings, of the love;
The surfeit of pleasures, of immortal quietude;
This, nature works to bring contrast,
This, nature works to bring contrast,
In this and that, that enrich each other.

Be it day and night or pain and pleasure,
They are two ends of the nature's wherewithal;
Be it rise and fall of love and hate,
The nature scores each to refresh her charm.