Nature’s kingdom valley and its hills seem to be vigilant,
A breeze from the ocean’s breeze can be felt; and,
Tall trees are now forming a canopy under my tent,
Un-noticed from a distance, I see the fading moons light,
Rain of hope is going to fall on us I suspect; and,
Earth should be calm but expectant; for
No-one who really believes in my attempts,
Anytime I grab an opportunity; life mistreats,
To many I’m the product of the Elementals mistrust(s),
Under the lineage of Devas,
Roughly, I’m a son to the nature deities,
Empowered by nature, to believe in my own fate.
