When the sun sets leaving a red gleam in the horizon,
When the flying birds return to their nesting region,
When the pure cool air sweeps off impurity,
When the holy spirits create an atmosphere of sanctity,
When the sweet fragrance of flowers,
Charm us as high as the site of forming showers.
When the mortal hearts start an unending beat
With feelings to touch the Almighty's feet.
When wisdom prevails over scriptures
And atheism ruptures.
When knowledge more precious than gold
And devotion of ice-ball around the world rolls.
When truth stands unshakeable in the storm of lies,
And the cloud of grief towards the infinity flies.
When the Goddess of harmony spreads the message of peace,
And freedom all over gets unleashed.
When the rustle of leaves and clattering of pebbles
Sets music like that in fairy fables.
When the sky seems to kiss the bower
In lands far away from our.
When the greed, pride and desire
Are overwhelmed by nature’s attire.
When small dreams join to turn them into reality
And sound without binding echoes in tranquillity.
Then it is the purest time’s ticks
To let the philosophy of Aesthetics
Hold sway over critics
And submit ourselves towards heavenly instincts.
Then it is the pristine “love” that comes,
The song of nature is what it hums.
It finds a few broken-hearts as it hover,
And sweeps past their lives, destroying them forever!!!
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