The Play Of Nature Poem by Bidyarnab Das

The play of nature is unique, somewhere there is rain water, flowing rivers, somewhere there is a surging sea and somewhere there is a calm lake.

The form of nature is unique, sometimes the wind blows in the shadows, and sometimes it becomes silent, the play of nature is unique.

Sometimes the sky becomes blue, red, yellow, and sometimes it is surrounded by black and white clouds, the play of nature is unique.

Sometimes the sun illuminates the world with light, and sometimes the moon and stars twinkle in the dark night, the play of nature is unique.

Sometimes dust flies on the dry land, and sometimes it is covered with a blanket of greenery, the play of nature is unique.

Somewhere the sun hides in one corner, then emerges from the other corner and surprises,