Nature Reminds Me
Dark grey clouds on a sky blue frame,
The sun sets with a golden glow,
How the heavens are set aflame!
Neem trees quivering in the gust,
As light showers from the sky flow,
The earth turns the colour of rust!
A cuckoo sings, its voice so trill,
And one can hear its call follow
Down the valley or up the hill!
Clouds curl into different shapes,
Moving across ever so slow,
Watch them transform, look how they traipse!
The sun, the rain, the clouds, the breeze,
They look lovely and seem mellow,
How can one not see God in these?
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