Before sunrise every morning
birds start their music class,
the butterflies fly from flower to flower
on each one of them new colour to shower
The storm rises and quells
to tell how to calm the turbulent mind,
the flash of lightning leads us
to light their paths who fail to find
It rains to wipe tears, snows to cool the heart,
there are thorns to show one may chase a mirage
or be forced to swim in order to grow
against swift and strong flow
We lose to find ourselves in thick mist
and often the waves toss us, up and down;
forever yet benign is nature,
it offers challenges and hints for solutions, too!
Thank you, Bijay babu for making my day. You quote three great poems on nature that overwhelm me.
kumarendramallick 23-Aug-2016 22:42 PM
She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove: A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love.
A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye!- Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me! Lost Love by William Wordsworth
As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud. Ode to the West Wind by P.B.Shelley
Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shriek'd against his creed In Memoriam by Tennyson
