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POEM ON NATURE

OH! My nature,

When you get God’s signature,

You are the mother of creature,

These are just a miniature;

OH! My Nature; when you are in sorrow,

All creature will borrow,

When you are in narrow,

They will act as an arrow.

OH! My Nature; when your face enlightments,

Our earth will be full of lights,

When you have everything in your sight,

Then our life will be full of bright.

M.R DEEPAK