Where Innocence of Delight gets nourished in the Sun,
Where Spring sprays the stuff of Fun,
Where Waterfalls kindle the dying Streams,
And Valleys profound in chorus rhyme,
Where heart of Nature gladdens the bosom,
And Flowers of Love throughout blossom,
Into that exuberance of vital Plenty
Let my Happiness learn the Nature's gentry.
A very sweet and rhyming poem reminding me of a few lines in Tagore's Gitanjali... Where the Mind is Without Fear ! Enjoyed! Thanks for your comment on my poem Eagle on Wings
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