Journeys from the haunts of coot & hern;
To join the shining river.
On its surface, lies the green fern;
It is the reminiscence of the river.
In the hearts of green & white valleys;
I find the nature’s endless beauty.
It never fails to please;
Us humans who love beauty.
The beauty of nature is endless;
You shall find it everywhere.
From a delta to a tree mess;
Even in a land which is bare.
So, why destroy it my friend?
Don’t you know that soon you;
Will reach a dead end?
And nothing will be left for you.