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Mother Nature

Mother nature is a pandora’s box
Full of miracles and luscious knowledge

She’s the teacher of arts
The source of all sciences

Many mimic her beauty
To exploit her charisma

Some learn her laws
To decipher her secrets

But they fail to attain her wisdom
For the wisdom belongs to God’s creation

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A Sunny Morning

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Water gushing down the rock so fast
Mind watchful on thoughts so vast

The rays falls on the water
Reflections of colour dance on its alter

The grasses whisper in the wind
As bee’s flirt with their nectar

I feel the silence of time gone by
Makes the outside world seem a lie

Beauty and sound wash the mind
All negatives left behind

The sounds of nature in my head
Recharges my soul for times ahead

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A lazy Sunday

A small fish, swam up to stare,
the sun’s converging ray.

Reflected in the rippling lake,
trees trembled, nebulous and gray

Sitting by a bubbling brook
watching the rabbits play

Tea poured from a copper kettle,
and cookies wait in a porcelain tray.

Bird sang melody, sky turned blue
nature’s beauty on display.