Mother And Nature

Mother and Nature are the same,

Whatever goes wrong we'll blame.

They're grown up with experience,

To make us always an indulgence.

She's the moon that enlightens our dark,

She's the sun that enriches our life's arc.

She may be an introvert

But in deep down her soul,

There was a conflict

That made her convert

Into a hard anthracite* coal,

Which points her as delict.

She was a mermaid indeed,

That lives in tears from her eyes

She was an enigmatic creature,

That always helps others deed

Possible but forgot her own bliss,

Even the devil cancels its Indentures.

She was an angel from underwater,

That thrills us with lighting thunder

If we even hurt her with our ego,

Then she'll forgive & let us go.

She's a caution-precaution combination,

That we will be warned before incineration,

If we can't keep up our words,

Then she'll raise her swords.

Just to protect us,

And preserve us.

She's a mystical cursing,

If we treat her tight.

She's a magical blessing,

If we treat her right.

She's a gift from God,

To be with me and guard.

She's an Angel & God indeed,

Omnipresent behind every deed.

My time shrinks,

When my heart sinks,

In her natural creativity,

Filled with eternal divinity,

That gifts me with serenity,

And spreads its tranquility.