Every morning sunshine,
I wish I can hug you and say you are mine,
People hate you for summer,
During winter they love you, to keep ‘em warmer.

Oh dear! Evening’s pleasant breeze,
So cool, but it won’t freeze,
Sailing through the ocean,
In the waves we can see your motion.

Brighty moon,
Every-time I see you, my worries swoon,
So clam without any reason,
Satisfying so many hearts, without a season.

My lovely droplets of rain,
Too much of you is a pain,
Moderately so many farmers gain,
Is it your anger? floods and droughts, destroying every grain?

The worlds greenery,
A satisfying nature’s scenery
It is calm and not that Ordinary,
Holds power to destroy humanity, in its plenary.

If you observe with faith, you can see gods,
Which will protect you in all odds,
All disasters from Air, Sea, Earth, Fire and outer worlds,
Showering their love, wrath, anger and all their moods.

Sun, moon and all its season,
A cosmic balance, no natures treason,
We should be kind and respect weather as a boon,
It is from the gods and they are the world's platoon.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind