The winds tried a dance with the golden rays,
But the shy girl through swaying branches eluded,
The touch of wind through the leaves swirled,
And lightened the touch with sprouting leaves.
Oh’ Nature you are the mother who touches a mind,
With love for a doubting mind and, burns,
Like the setting sun and then all night dreams,
Then wake up with the rising sun with rejuvenated love.
Oh’ Nature you are the one who held the hands,
When none else stood by and held hands in pride,
And all gave looks and murmurs of doubts and dread,
Always shown life in full, raised when fell in despair.
Though her mind an ocean of wonderful mysteries,
Loving the unknown, unknowingly through the known,
Shown, touched and, taught what her love means,
Ah’ even the darkness you have shown beautified her soul.
The world around, the life around ah’ all in witness stands,
Some knows; most in their own affairs lost to notice,
The pain of a heart that in every beat rhymes,
With her love, who knows his love and smiles at hope.
Oh’ Nature, who wraps Earth with seasons,
Teach her how a heart feels, how a man aches,
How hands thrives a touch and eyes fills in her image,
And a soul for her happiness and love dedicated.