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INTO THE LAPS OF THE NATURE...
Blessed was me,
Being a part of that highest peak unknowingly...
The peak from which the rivers originate,
Flowing and flowing they reach to the sea...
This productive nature became so warm,
Slowly I started becoming less calm...
Started to fall like a beam of light,
That mountain was unable to protect me stretching its arm...
Sometimes towards the left,
Sometimes towards the right...
Even the creator could not imagine,
To prevent the separation how did I fight...
Rolling down I remembered my past days,
When I was washed with the first drops of rain...
Huge tumbler like was I,
The reign of mine was wiped off in pain...
Into the banks of the river,
Was situated my future...
But I had no sorrows with me,
'Coz I knew that I will be in the laps of the nature...
