Nature

• Rupali Pandey
• Poetry
• 2004

Silver water
Golden sun
Come together to form one
The waves when they roll on sand
Become one and meet on land
When the birds churp
And the dogs bark
Nature’s orchestra
Begins to remark
The wind blows slowly
The sun goes down
Night starts to fall
Not making a sound
All our eyes at last they rest
Seeing beautiful beauty
Gently dreaming in our nest