Monday, January 31, 2011

Mother Nature


Tilting my face to the soft rays of the sun

Take me to Heaven, I’m overcome

The beauty’s too much, I’m breathless now

Sweet, sweet horizons, fruitful colors bestowed

I must be dreaming, I must be hallucinating

No place on Earth exists like this

I must be crazy, oh tell me lady

Miss Mother Nature, the supreme giver of bliss


When I open my eyes to the first rays of daylight

You welcome me with a warm I’ve never felt

When I close my eyes to feel the touch of the breeze

The caress is so soft, in your embrace I melt

And I know no woman in the world can ever compare

To the complexion of your gorgeous features, natural and rare

Mother Nature, you are the queen of the world, peace and beauty

I’m so blessed with wonderful things you’ve shown me


Gentle nights you give me as I lay on your palm

Flower petals to hold me in your arms, the sky is calm

A nurturing of true love, how can I get enough?

Life may be tough, but you shine the sun above

There’s no reason for fear, you’re forever near

Watching me under the moon, I’m asleep soon

The lullaby you sing, an ocean shore afar

Miss Mother Nature, giver of the fresh monsoon


When I open my eyes to the first rays of daylight

You welcome me with a warm I’ve never felt

When I close my eyes to feel the touch of the breeze

The caress is so soft, in your embrace I melt

And I know no woman in the world can ever compare

To the complexion of your gorgeous features, natural and rare

Mother Nature, you are the queen of the world, peace and beauty

I’m so blessed with wonderful things you’ve shown me


Leaves, petals, clouds, trees

Fluttering butterflies, buzzing bees

Tranquil waterfalls, the seasons, a summer breeze

Tropical islands to the baby blue seas

Ocean waves, sandy shores, doves flying high

A spectacle of reality so magical to the eye

I feel your joys, your tears, your every sigh

Wind, rain, snow, the glistening sparkles in the sky

Yet I ask humanity how it’s possible, why

Would we ever think to let something this beautiful die?


I’m tilting my face to the soft raindrops she cries

Her love and pain in the sunrise

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