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Adya Mantoo

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Jan 9, 2024

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In the summer valley,

Where the sun beats down with a fiery glow,

The rustling of leaves whispers secrets,

That only the wind and the trees know,

And the flowers dance in a gentle breeze

As if they're performing a sacred show.

In lofty splendour,

mountains kiss the sky,

Their peaks adorned with snow,

majestic, grand.

Their rugged slopes,

where eagles dare to fly,

command attention,

as they proudly stand.

The river,

like a ribbon,

gently flows,

Meandering through valleys,

lush and green.

Its crystal waters,

pure and cool, compose

A symphony of nature's tranquil scene.

And high above,

the sky, a vast expanse,

A canvas painted with hues ever-changing.

From dawn to dusk,

its colours in a dance,

A masterpiece, eternally arranged.

Where the mist descends,

The world is hushed and still,

As if all life suspends.

The drops upon the leaves,

Reflect the muted light,

descending from above to the within.

Oh, mountains, river, sky, a trinity,

A tapestry of nature's majesty.

A tapestry of nature's majesty.