Nature steals my heart
On seeing a narrow rill,
Falling down from the hill,
Running through the trees and plants,
In breeze as they beautifully dance.
On the banks,
flowers blossom side by side,
Taking bath in the rill’s tide,
Buzzing sound of active bees,
Heard everywhere from the trees.
Unfolding buds are in different colours,
Showing beauty as the silky flowers,
Showering slowly from the boughs,
On the sleeping,
As breeze combs crop and reel,
With attraction my heart they steal,
I am stopped by nature for a while,,
To see the beautiful scenery many a mile.