The time elapses and the world changes,
Within the flip of a second sometimes.
The change occurs like unbelievable
And so I think oh men,
That nature has its own ways.
At times it tends to transform
As per mighty human intentions,
But then comes the time,
When it decides to transform
The mighty but tiny human beings.
Sit back and think oh men,
Why the nature is so unpredictable?
Is it because it's inhabitants are so?
Well, that's why I shared my quest,
That nature has its own ways.
Look around and what you find?
The vigorous and the zealous ,
The busiest and the determined,
All staying at home
Cheery, cheeky and sleepy.
But what makes the facet precious,
Are the actions of the compassionate,
Which never would we forget as they tend
To teach us that love and compassion never ends,
What so the circumstances are!
The story doesn't end here...
Because then we get to catch
The glimpses of the jobless and the hungry,
Whose sight is dreadfully unbearable,
Who clings on to the hope of a tomorrow.
Thus is the magic of nature and it's prudence,
Which enabled men to grow so forth,
Which impedimented men to live as such,
Thus acting on the apt time over centuries,
Empowering men to comprehend
The worth and meaning of being alive.
And so I call the earth my mother
And so I love earth with all of my heart!
