Her peerless power drags me here
I know not exactly how much I care
I happen to be here just by chance
It stimulates me to make a dance
Dancing incessantly for whole hours
I am here alone nobody knows
My little joys are unmeasured dose
I need to be at home for my dinner
But it's hard to lose such a pleasure
Leaving the dome in precious hour
Mortal assignments get me busy
Splitting hours make things easy
Little loneliness with nature's sway
Instills in me a tremendous joy
Ah! Sublime solace guides my way
The singing grasses and dancing roses
Make me light like swift rockets
My stomach is filled with nature's gear
My nostrils relish sensuous air
Who can measure such a pleasure?
Thanks for sharing your joy! May you find experience it often!
An incredibly pleasurable poem. Nothing like the solitude of Mother Nature...to hear God whispering.
2) When we are in the company of nature, we are not alone. We are one God! We are one with nature! A separate "I" may cease to exist. That is the power of nature.
Sorry, printing error. "We are one with God."..
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A terrific verse! Being alone clearly invites great pleasures.
Wonderful write......thank u....Sir.....
A lovely crafted poem Dillip and a joy to read. Bravo.
This poem, especially the last stanza, reminds me of Leaves Of Grass. Dillip, Walt Whitman would be proud!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
This poem continues on top of the chart. Congratulations, Dillipji