Nature Lover
Now, I'm sitting under blue sky,
Moon can be seen in deep south west
I'm looking for "thing of beauty---"
Don't know---for what?--- is Moon's quest.
Nature is very beautiful:
My tourist eyes see flowers and vales;
In air, see Birds of Paradise,
In lakes, in air breathing whales.
For me, Nature is a passion:
I've spent many nights in moonlight;
I stretch'd my arms to fly like birds;
I get lost in each fairy-sight.
God is Painter of every scene:
He paints with invisible brush;
We see spring makes the whole world green:
But, do not see what makes the flush!
I ponder on God's brush and think:
To spread beauties, God sends the wind---
Wind is the brush of God which paints
Beauties in world, so thinks my mind.
March 31, 2022
Copyright © Nazim Zarsinner | Year Posted 2022
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