Wonder of wonders
is the creation of this cosmos,
wondrous is creation of human!
All nature seems at toil,
cosmos changing revolutions,
stars making fusion.
The weather changing its faces,
performs its ministry by
making thunder bolts over clouded climes.
The rainy storm helped by the
vigorous wind,
enacts as flaming wrath of a stranger.
A could won’t stop until it drops,
air will not be so until it dies,
ocean won’t be withn’t its tides until it’s vaporized.
Fresh air won’t be until trees stop accepting bad air,
the bread won’t be until the harvests stop grew,
The day and night won’t be until earth stops rotations & revolutions.
We withn’t all these, we won’t be!
O wondrous of nature,
seems at toil,
which makes us alive!
Benign is this nature,
which says,
O man, be not indolent!
Shameful of me and of my laxity,
a thorn called lazy is in my flesh,
which I haven’t removed being I leave in lags!
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Composed on 24.07.2004
Minutiae
Title: Shameful of me
Publication: Ballads of reaching goal
Year of Composing: 2004
Author: Vijay Vardhan Kudari
Nom de plume: Skald Quill Carry
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