I was a child,
A cute little one
With a nasty habit of,
Posing questions to everyone.
Everything I see
Must be understood by me
And there always was my father
Whom I could anytime bother.
It was one such day
When a doubt came my way
I hurried to my dad
Asking, 'what is nature?'
He gave a knowing smile
And took me on a drive
And thus we were off
On a new adventure!
We went to a blissful place
Which was painted like a canvas
All I could see
Was a riot of colors
“Child, Who else can tell us
About the different shades of green,
Better than a caterpillar
To whom leaf is bread & butter
Dark and bright and rich and new
Leaves shine in green when fresh with dew.
Rising sun is red
Blasting out of the sea bed
Gliding far and high
like fire in the sky
Red in color is the blood the heart drives
Gushing and pumping, keeping us alive.
To know what is blue,
Ask the birds, they’ll tell you
High in the sky,
They fly and fly
Ask the fish, living in the sea
Blue is water, its life's key.
The tenderness of air
Is dear to a flower
Whose soft touch of breeze
It hopes will never cease.
The sweet smell of earth
Will never be in dearth
When there always will be rain
On this beautiful plain.
Everything wonderful
Everything serene
God's work of art
In red, blue and green
All this is nature,
With you, me and every creature."
