Natures grand theatre opens
On a blistery winter morn
Rays of light crept up
for the limelight of grand actors
Scattered leaves a remnant
of grand wild party of the day before
The chirp of playful birds
the gay abandon dance of delicate butterflies
the smell and essence of flowers
pristine beauty of nature so shortlived
surviving amidst fallacies myths and falshood
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