Mother Nature

The trees swayed to and fro
Beside the gently flowing river.
I was sitting under a huge, majestic oak tree,
Looking at everything that was there for the eye to see.

I looked at the gigantic mountains
And at the green grass running along their sloping sides.
I heard the soft songs sung by the birds,
Each of them saying unspoken words.

As I was sitting in this calm and serene place,
I felt as though nothing could go wrong.
I realised the beauty of Mother Nature's art
And I felt a soft glow of warmth in my heart.

-Rhea. B, 2004