By Krishanali Merchant
In the fading light of the day, the morning rises bright and free.
Mountains emerge through mists so steep,
The forest sings a morning melody.
As the moon cast its gaze upon the night.
Rivers also flow through meadows broad,
In streams where secrets flow and move,
Sunlight flickers on the leaves so bright green.
A melody in nature’s calm.
The ocean’s beckon, a siren’s cry.
Waves that have harmonious tunes,
Beautiful shells that lie on the sand.
Shells that glisten on the shore,
Beautiful shells that lie on the sand.
Part I: The abyss and the myths of old.
Seagulls scream and dolphins frolic,
Seas and oceans: secrets of the abyss
The wind, the waves, the sand, the sun, the stars, the kiss of the
sea, the kiss of the night,
Stretched out under the blue and wide.
In the areas where wild flowers may grow,
Their petals make spring beautiful to behold,
A myriad of colours, vibrant and clear.
A creation of the light, literally.
Flowers bloom and butterflies dance from flower to flower.
In a ballet that dispels with darkness,
The smell of earth, and how it is so fresh and sweet.
The heart is in the palm of nature, it means that the heart is
found in the natural world.
These are the moments when night turns into day, stars come to
life,
As if changing the colour of the night to velvet.
Crickets sing their lullaby,
Like the fireflies that glow and gently flutter.
The whispering woods – a hush of joy.
Where light of moon and darkness unite,
In the bosom of nature, the concept of peace is embraced.
A sanctuary, where marvels are to be seen.
By Krishanali Merchant
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