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