Golden are those moments
You spend with nature
You can think of nothing else
You can’t hear the temple bells
You will feel only its greatness
Of all that brings you happiness
The cool breeze over the trees
Keeps saying –“Be with me please”
The sunshine and the skies so blue
Are always present, only for you
Give nature one little chance
With pleasure it will make you dance
You’ll forget sorrows whatever they be
There are sweet tomorrows for you to see
This is my advice to the people in galore
Fall in love with the nature and the world is yours.
-----Kalyan Chakravarthy
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