If You Search, You Can Reach

In the hospice of peace, I resided for a short term, In a womb with a beating heart Like a blind without seeing anything, Like a deaf without hearing any sound, Like a dumb without speaking any word, No one targeted me when I was there. No one forgot my soul when I was there. Nor war or worry was there. Nor strife or rife was there. But the real transition is inevitable for all To a place where there is no peace. Or should we live senselessly here To get peace in this world? But I guessed it so consciously Everything is bound to this world The Nature is peaceful in its harmony. But my mind was sinful in disharmony. Today this I realize that, Peace lies in the beauty of Nature But people see this in blurred Vision When I open my eyes. I see here, The green leaves of woodland sing With the chirpy birds in chorus, In the hands of a soft breeze at dawn. The resonance of its rhythm in a ravine Awakens a fish to jumb over through, The water in the pond beside. When I breathe; The fragrance of flowers flows in air, Calling and fondling a bee To read her soul and spread her love To beautify a leafy plant's bud in sunlight. When I raised my eyes up; The father-Sky and the Sea-mother are trying To kiss their elder son-Sun in the horizon at dusk. As he's always burning inside with pain For the Stars love his younger brother-Moon only at night. The clouds dancing in the sounds of thunder Under the Sky a Rainbow still grasping its colours To be not dissolved in the rain drops. When I look down; The alley of valley still chills in the ally of hills, That pours snow over its curly slender herbs. My heart is become passionate in this coolness When a zephyr caresses me from zenith. Now I'm not longing for peace From a tomb without a beating heart But once I wished so. Today my heart realizes that, Peace lies in the beauty of Nature And if you ever search for peace in Nature You'll reach in a hospice of peace again