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With her motion gracefulness

With the flowers she walks in shyness

Spreading her fragrance so sweet in the air

She flows with the blowing wind looking so fair


          She pours down the earth

          With her sad but fruitful emotion

          She helps the bud to grow

          Pink, blue and violet in sunlight they glow



She sheds her tears to the thirsty earth

On the thirsty soil and a bud grows into a flower

Making it more mature everyday

Teaching it a great value the value called life



          I tried for many years

          To understand this phenomena

          To understand the beauty

          Why is nature so beautiful?



                                    Utsav Kharel (uttu)

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