My Soul’s Communion with Nature - Cheena Puri

I n silence are they heard  – Dancing winds, laughing clouds Chirping birds all sing aloud. There is a communion of my soul with Nature's soul. Strolling on the trail alone Under the canopy of tall trees ten- fold. Golden sunlight gushing through the leaves Embracing you in its warmth and glee. You are no more on your own As Nature surrounds you three- fold. Gazing at the deep blue sky, Which slowly absorbs you in its depth And swirls you afloat in its vastness. Look yonder where the ancient mountain range Rests since eons in its complacent phase, Like a gigantic well- fed and sedate. There is mystery in the holes carved eerily on the trees You wonder what all is hidden in the deep. The upturned- roots wind and wind as meandering snakes, Engulfing the broad trunk up till its length, And underneath, the agile squirrels play and peck on food, Inviting you to meditate on Nature's strange and silent pace. Nature's soul communes with mine As it uplifts and swings me in its windy arms, My soul too responds to nature's sounds And leaps out unto the sky And experiences a momentous joy!! *
Post Date: Sat, 15 Apr 2023 00:56:40 +0000
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