The poetry of the earth!
The poetry of the earth is not made of words
The springs,the streams weave some dreams
The music,the rhythm and rhyme
Is created by the tinkling wind chimes
The blowing breeze never ceases
to string lyrics,there is music even when the
ice thaws or the water freezes
The ripples and the waves splish,splash and splatter
The rain patters, the flurry adds music
with its crash ,clash and clatter
The poetry of earth can be heard and it can be felt
The flowers of grass are so close to the earth
on their soft petals it is spelt
You can hear the poetry of the glistening dew
John Keats rightly said'The Poetry of the Earth is never dead'
Keep it green and every day she'll recite something new in lieu
to hear that soft music just carefully tread..,
Aabha Mohan
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