The Divine Symphony—the melodious sounds,
Surfaces clear, resonating endlessly.
All beings hum in cosmic rhythm, and
Non-beings too glorify in silence unseen, Hu.
The rustle of leaves, the swaying palm,
The slow, refreshing breeze—so serene—
Each whispers softly, calling you
To align with the divine sound, Hu.
The twittering birds, the grazing herds,
The mist that veils the beauty heard,
The guard departing, duty done—
All echo the divine sound, Hu.
The cuckoo's call, the peacock's cry,
Announce the dawn that lights the sky.
Awake your senses; let them bloom,
And align with the divine sound, Hu.
These wonders greet the morning eyes,
Unveiled beneath the sunrise skies.
Rise, smile, and embrace the day—
Nature greets you with its melody, Hu
MyKoul
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