Earth has nothing more fair to show
Than the trees growing row upon row;
Tall, green and majestic; silence speaks.
My weary eyes just rest on those peaks.
The beauty of the gurgling river,
Water so cold, sends a shiver.
Sparkles like a diamond in morn.
And the day slips into a shimmering gown.
The ducks leisurely swim in wetlands.
Some flutter their wings on white sand.
Others playfully tease their mates in tall grass.
I smile as I watch a few furiously paddle fast.
Hiking through the forests of Sal, now steep,
Now low; I feel the quiet oh, so deep, so deep.
Dear God, I feel so blessed for this trip.
For now I know, oft from city need to slip.
In house naturalist offers me at hour of twilight;
Show you flora and fauna at dawn with delight.
But I decline the offer saying maybe next time.
For now suffice just to hear cow bells chime.
Varied hues of Gerberas, though sans fragrance,
Make up for lack of it by their sheer elegance.
How theystand tall and proud on thin green stalks.
And beckon from far with a broad smile as I walk.
Colours of nature- flowers, birds and hills,
Make my forever whirring mind kind of still.
Lying in a hammock, unread book on my eyes
In such august company ah, how time just flies.
INSPIRED BY 'UPON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE' BY WORDSWORTH.
Mamta Agarwal
24.12.09
Mamta Agarwal
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