My India

It's a fragile flower, 

It's a strong tree, 

It's a fresh dew 

And rushing stream too

 

It's a refreshing breeze 

And a hot scorching sun 

It's a crashing wave 

And a deep ocean 

 

It's wide lawn 

And extending beyond

And a mountain so high 

Whose top is not found

 

Walking and swimming 

Climbing exploring

In this India of my 

Which I named " YOU"