The Nature

A short Story about the truth untold.

The green-gold lady dwells somewhere here,
Her streaky long stole shading the air,
Her graceful lissome hands touch the bosom;
Of every giant’s fruit and foliage and also its blossom.

She is a huge watch-log that gives service when at night,
The woods share their supper with roots holding tight.
She is a mother of all happy lives that crawl and fly,
And lives like a family bound together by one single tie.

She guides the flowing water to its immortal destiny,
And ponders over the blunder of all eternity.
For the animal as kind and modest as man,
Commits to prick her velvety body to warm his pan.

She, like every lovely lass, praises her pride the most,
Still, with all the painful scars, her beauty isn't lost.

- Ash

Reviews

[Ayushi]

"She is a mother of all happy lives that crawl and fly,
And lives like a family bound together by one single tie."
Nice lines..
Great theme and description :)