The city would know it by the sun,
I would know it by the birds,
That it’s morning.
The city would know it by the lighted buildings,
I would know it by the absence of
sunlight and the presence of starlight,
That it’s night.
With no fear to get up what the day might hold, I got up to see the crane flying northwest.
They fear to get up and they see the planes flying in all directions.
They are sick of ignorance of autumn.
Who shall cure them of their illness?
A try to do so will be downfall.
To be blind in the town, is to have eyes in the city.
“Beauty of life”-what it would mean to them?
I need no answer to this.
For mine is simpler than yours and much
happier than yours or even the happiest in the world.
What does the word “Nature” mean to them?
The mysteries to solve would take a lifetime.
Who has the courage to spend years of
time in a city to know the meaning of “Nature”?
All battles are not won by victories.
Some are won by surrenders.
Surrender to the nature and it will take a
moment of your lifetime to know the
meaning of “Beauty of life”.
The treasure isn’t outside.
This treasure can’t be traded.
Who am I to judge god’s creation?
But they should once in their lifetime.
By: Karthik.S
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