the playful breeze touching me softly passes on;
tells sweet tales in hush-hush voice in my ears;
removes all my weariness with its healing hugs;
calls me to close my eyes to sing my dear melodies;
plucks all my stresses to toss away off its way;
to every tree it does have a story full of joy;
the peepul tree laughs heartily clapping its million palms;
the neem tree tosses up its bushy boughs bursting forth in glee;
enjoys on the swings of sky-scrapping coconut trees;
plants sweet kisses on the lips of all tiny blooms;
dances merrily clasping the hands of tender creepers;
carries on its back the blissful loads of colourful birds;
the green fields are in ecstatic thrills of swirling joys;
o the nature is in absolute joyeverywhere today;
hey folks! of your house-prisons do rush out all;
let us do jolly jigs on riverside sands with the breeze !
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