In the wake of peace and tranquility,
To create base under the greenwood trees,
In the piles of leaves dried and green;
To grow and deteriorate for sequential flow.
Not for lust but for least of life
Which is immersed in deep thought
And co-sequential flow in dearth
Whoever know the hidden mystery?
To start and fly over the sky
And the ocean in order to create
For knowing the plants,creeper and herbs
Immersed in the deep sense in the cave
Hills, rocks and sand and heaps of leaves
Not knowing someone is excited and scary in motion
To see the animals very ferocious and heinous
The thing which lags behind
That are found and rescued from the unusual
In the land which is the place without people
But suitable to take abode forever
Like the spiritual beams glittered in the waves
Over the sky and in motion glittering
Like the disappearance of the lost hopes
And aspiration to flow on the earth
As if the dearth and demand to shock the world
That is left behind for ups and downs
To show the enlightened soul in the delighted motion
Sole hopes for fulfillment of forsaken blood.
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This is about nature where everything becomes metaphorically absent from the worldly affairs and the nature works silently. The nature has power which remains obscured by the grace who has created this beautiful universe.