The Buzzing Sound Of The Guardian

By Serin Sara Prince

When I arise from my bed ,

 I see the sunbeams from the window, 

when I move to the yard,

 I see the efflorescence of flowers 

The tranquility of trees in the hills

gives us fresh air to inhale 

it gives us water every day, 

and fulfills life everyday 

Then , when I sit under the shadows of a tree,

suddenly a wind blows which is slow, 

that has natural fragrance, 

I sit lost in the scent and close my eyes hence; 

I see around me many beautiful creature, 

flowers of different hues are there for insects , 

and small honey bees are the one who collects honey;

vast oceans are occupied by fish ; 

small habits , small goats , hens can be seen behind bushes

But alas, when the monsoon arrives,

The rains pour in great anger, 

The rains pound the earth, trees and hills without sympathy, 

The rains just devouur the houses and people without any sympathy 

How beautiful is the surroundings that we have, 

It's a gift from nature 

can't we appreciate what we have , 

and share all the blessings from loving God.

By Serin Sara Prince