By Smitha T G
With the heatwave mother earth burning
Burning like phoenix bird
The brightness doubled like another sun
Suffering the all dryness outside.
All trees and plants like her hairs
Absorbing the hotness and be flamed
Big trees protecting from inner part
All streams dried and rocks appeared.
But kept the inner serenity for us
Gush of water secretly flowing on rocks
Keeping purity, cleanliness like crystal
Showing innocence utmost.
Like a virgin untouched by human hand
No ornaments and embellishments
Sharing inner beauty of nature!!!
We are safe in her lap as our mothers’.
Clasping with coolness of water in hands
The elixir for all worries; we enjoyed
The feeling of ecstasy in the valley
One can forget the past like in river Lethe.