The warm sun in the sky which greets

The tender sapling beside the streets

The sapling amazed by the world so bright

As he sees the first daylight

 

Looking around, he searches for mates

Some tender, and others too great

He feels the breeze, and joyous he sways

Unaware of the sorrows and dismays.

 

How did the trees grow so tall?

Why do some fly while others crawl?

Oh dear sun; the bright; the mighty!

What is it that we call almighty?

 

And then the sun, shining high

Showed the sapling how birds fly

The joy and thrill to be absolutely free

To fly for miles and find a tree.

And then he said of the Kukoo’s song

The giant elephants with trunks too long

The flowers which blossom; the fragrance they spread

The colours they posses – blue, yellow and red.

All of us come here with an aim

A target; an objective we have to proclaim

A dream to add to the beauty of nature

To admire the present and build a future

Here I am on the top of the sky

Watching you all as you laugh and cry

It is my warmth that helps you grow

It is me who guides you through rain and snow.

We all seek joy peace and satisfaction

Joy of achievement, completeness and perfection

This joy is what we seek precisely

This joy is what we call almighty.

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