Sonnet Ii Poem by Maangi Mongare Kevin

When longest sunrays kiss the bare rocks there
And winds here kiss banana leaves silently
My eyes espy your complexion, sweet and rare
Letting heart know the morn is out gently
By swaying leaves, air is caressed and moves
By sweetest rays, I, small bird I'm glad
And by such, love I that nature in your leaves
The tread, and pace you have and had
Enjoying this and that I end my verse
In praise of a gift the world has missed
And see the sorrow set, upset by mass
Whose brightness is its fog and mist?
And by such verse, call I you nature
Whose worth with queens compare the feature