Positive and determined!

Call me not in evil numbers,

For, then my heart stumbles.

Well, no; I am not that one,

Ever plain and bright; the sun;

I am a passerby, yet I am someone,

For when the sky shields, entirely blue,

The colour of its resonance beau,

The brightness comes to its hue,

As enlightens the sky, with sun in view.

They say a many days, that sun is the sole hero;

the energy that transmits across the lands in lore,

Comes from this magicians' bow;

Uplift, the shoulders; held high even in trough.

Come across many seasons, when the sun;

has to stay farther from us, but still it buns,

its responsibilities to its land, he runs.

Then, how can he go away completely,

when to him his daughter and son are ocean and sea.

A blanket, he pours; rain that falls,

To enhance the nature emit his calls.

Who says, sun is bad; when everyone has a blow,

that time, when one has to stay at a land far off?

Love remains there, its blessing; a lovely portrayal,

Those who believe in it flare; others just stance a stare.

The nature is a beautiful occurrence to see and feel,

it's being, it's honesty transcripts the many personages;

the values and relations of its wheels.

Relations with the living beings, loitering on its greens and places,

There's a lot in view to catch and likewise steal,

but the surprises of nature are not ever countable, any basis.

For, the mountains stand tall and in those regions, hills;

where beings feel the frills and thrills; carrying them in reminiscences;

along all the journeys that come in the way, life in them gloriously leads,

As come and go many such lively phases,

When the man grows old in bodily gestures, his face;

but the magic remains in high spirits in those high off shore fences.

Gagandeep Singh Vaid
25th August 2014