With the blessings of beauty
Earth, the canvas blazes,
The stream lows plunging
And the creek in the forest burbles,
With the rays through tree crown
The water drops in leaves glares,
Guardians of The Forest: Fading Stripes
Of the clouds fleeting to the sky
Hides Himalayas with the shades,
With the clouds burning red
And between the hills sun peeks,
On growing between the rocks
The lichens in the forest smiles,
With the rain caress the earth
The drained mud pleasantly smells,
Ambling with the sound of leaves
And Amid the tree shadows hearts calms,
Through the mosaic of forests
The water in river glitters,
The beauty of birds adorns the forest
Echoes of it’s songs in wood hears,
Oh gosh, appease the being of nature
Else the perpetuity of it’s beauty fades,
Else the portrait in the canvashides.