I pray to thee mother nature,
Thine beauty none can match,
Sweet or sour thy feature,
Life or death thee hatch.
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A good thought. Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder - but if Nature doesn't carry beauty in her heart, the beholder is not going to experience it either even in small degrees. Beauty of the nature is the serene, spiritual atmosphere that it reveals at her core. Since we are all part of this grand Nature, we can also feel this core looking at her. It is nothing but our own reflection. When we are feeling the core of the Nature, we are feeling our own womb. This is the truth. Take care of your grammar. 'Abhove' needs a correction. Take enough readings before you post your poems. Also don't use abbreviations like 'yr'. We have not become American President as not to have atleast one or two seconds stolen to write in full. We should be structurally perfect with good English. This is my view. May god bless you.
i love your work i hope i'm going to see it soon in books :)