one day, while sitting near a window
an obvious question arose in my conscious mind
'who is god? 'which is the mightiest power running this spectacular universe'?
thought process was just going on meanwhile 'a cool calm graceful breeze was passing through', which switched my mind to elegant beauty of nature
'Dazzling rays of the sun giving identity to every matter on which they are falling' making the scenario truly delightful
'Beauteous birds singing sweetest of all melodies'availing great pleasure and satisfaction
'Guileless, eye-popping greenery of plants'creating a great sense of cherish
'Bluish sky overhead sheltering as roof of splendid home of varied organisms living together in peace and harmony' sharing the entities of mother earth with love and care
'everything miraculous'
oh! yes i got my answer 'known but still not appreciated'
''she is nature'' ''nature is real god''
it is splendor optimism created by her, responsible for elegant working of this supernatural universe
by one of adorer of nature
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nature is real God, good write. I invite you to read my poems and comment.