For open
heart worshiping the divine
A man to go
to the woods incline
Mind to
reside in melody of birds
To speak in
language of nature words.
Where
without storm mind is calm
And
beautiful thoughts fly high
As in nature
colourful butterfly
And leaving
every worries behind.
So this are
the day to reckon
Where
almighty govern
In woods of
life when we move forward
To hold on
each moment to the good.
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