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                                            #timefornature

There were times when I was too tired to even wake up

And the sweet chirping voices of little birdies smiled at ME.

 

There were times when I was too bored to even step out

And the bunch of lush mighty green trees sang to ME.

 

There were times when I wanted to just wander away

And all I could smell was the rain drops that drenched ME.

 

There were times when I could only think of flying high

And I came to know how fresh the cool breeze tasted to ME.

 

There were times when I thought it was alright to be lazy

And I could hear the tall dark mountains call out to ME.

 

There were times when I was too naïve to share things with the rest

And I got to feel this piece of land bring out its warmth to ME.

 

There were times when I was too broken to get my pieces together

And I laughed when the waves of the sea cuddled with ME.

 

There were times when I roared with anger at all that was wrong

And the broody plants in my garden heartily welcomed ME.

 

There were times when I cried all I could for being a failure

And the teeny insects showed what actually mattered to ME.

 

There were times when I saw myself totally caged to my dreams

And the wild ones in sanctuaries taught what freedom is to ME.

 

There were times when I fell prey to this worldly system driven by greed

And the disasters and calamities of nature envisioned ME.

 

And now, after all this, I guess I should consider that

It is high time that I give back my #timefornature

As nature has never backed out to find time for ME.







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