I have seen people getting involved with the corporate culture and their mechanical lives, with no time to watch the beautiful things around us.
Praise worthy is the craftsmen of this wonderful ring,
Seeming to move like a bird's wing,
The melody of the chirpy bird's song,
Enchanting it's mantra all day long.
The fragrance of the beautiful rose,
Fondling the thoughts as they arose,
With every drop showering as rain,
Brings the spirit of do it again.
The magic of love,
Soaring high as a dove,
I May not know if it's craftsman is God,
But the maker is a dramatic Lord.
The World we prefer
Reform starts from home
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