The beautiful and vast mountains
Stand tall with all their might
Undeterred by snow, feast and rain,
They are indeed a beautiful sight,
Though enshrouded by many a clouds,
Duly unveiled are they every morning,
And then the voice of nature ranges aloud,
In a tongue, man never tried learning
Nature in its purest form,
Is seen on these lush green slopes;
Though the wild devoid of norms,
There are some unwritten rules,invisible ropes:
No beast shall continue to prey,
More than is needed to stay,
Alive; and so in nature's reign
The balance of life was perfectly maintained.
We can see nature's beauty, through both our eyes and mind
Such sacred beauty is so hard to find,
Even a herd of sheep, grazing, looking so innocent,
With an unnatural peace, so magnificent!
oh! they seem so holy, yet so unaware
Of others greed, of which should be beware
And so when man craves axes and spares
Nature's helpless cries fall on deaf ears.
What have they done to be undeserving?
Was it the tiger's growling, or he birds chirping,
Or was it simply the whisper of forest ,
That made mankind kill nature is our origin,
Remember it is our ancestral home we now belong
Remember, that life is not for taking, but ours to give,
Remember that the poor herd too had the right to live.
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