in the rustling of tender leaves
I discover a mellifluous tune
which basks in the glory
of the shining sun…
beneath the shelter of
the lovely mulberry…
my ears hear the playful melodies
the noise of crickets
and some frogs playing near,
yet in their croaking voice I find
the melody of the enchanting nature…
the gushing flow of the brook near
flock of canaries swing
with butterflies swirling over
I celebrate the autumn song
of precious earth
in tiny sounds
that I hear!
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soumyav 