Lord Of Nature
The wait is going to be as much till eternity when we think of man's win over nature.....read on
Where rivers get thirsty and its banks meet to merge as one,
Where fishes struggle to keep afloat and sink to the bed,
Where hills bows itself in humility to the valley in between,
Where birds labor to hop to the tree top,
Where the day is dreary of brightness and the night of darkness,
Where rain clouds hover sans a droplet for seasons,
Where flowers do not wither and ripe apples fail to fall,
Where butterflies live as long as tortoise,
Where cunning jackals are more faithful than dogs,
There god; let men be the lord of nature.
How are you able to relate to the poem?
Where fishes struggle to keep afloat and sink to the bed,
Where hills bows itself in humility to the valley in between,
Where birds labor to hop to the tree top,
Where the day is dreary of brightness and the night of darkness,
Where rain clouds hover sans a droplet for seasons,
Where flowers do not wither and ripe apples fail to fall,
Where butterflies live as long as tortoise,
Where cunning jackals are more faithful than dogs,
There god; let men be the lord of nature.
How are you able to relate to the poem?
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