So carefree into the nature I pass,
So carefree I roll onto the soft grass.
YOU HAVE TO FEEL THE NATURE IN YOU-
So said my reverened Guru.
As I got older, I carried those words only in my head.
I saw a nice house beside mine
A palacial one, patterns so fine
I thought if I had been the owner
In place, I felt, I became 'ower'.
I saw one of my friends
Holding a pair of beautiful hands;
I felt red with spleen
With envy, I got green.
I saw a man driving a Ferrari,
I couldn't be at all marry;
And I had a heartburn,
Into my heart, that really did turn.
Now I am aged and torn
And see a child as it is born;
I feel jealous as I have creased skin
I feel like to replace the babe, as beautiful as a bean.
...At long last, I realize
I did not pass the nature into me
Yet affected, I'm there, where lies she;
I bore the words only in my head,
And terribly did I neglect.
What's the use of keeping the words in head
If in practise those do not reflect?