The Force of Nature

a poem by Shobha

Nature pulls me to it
like iron files to magnet
the valleys-
the mountains-
the plateau-
the exotic birds-
the water fall-
like snow balls
the clouds-
like cotton wool-
forming animals
of all shapes
then changing designs
in transit
the fascinating sea
miles on miles-
encompassing the earth
with changing moods.

The list is endless
and I only wish
to view all this
with delight and awe
and as I do
there goes a silent prayer
to the creator
for his blessings to us
of sight and sense
to relish with fervour
his creations of nature.