To The Nature I Plead

By Ishita Bora

I feel air gush through my skin

Nerves connected to the chills that rush

Past the dreaded need I’ve felt

To reduce the anger I flush.

I plead the birds & the wind

To which high altitudes they’ve scaled

To lift me up while all the wind does

Is simply hover above my head.

The gentle taps the water gives

Though it does not have the clock

To flow to my ear and tap my head

She’ll be forced to move forward by the rock

Now if you see around to find

Earthy elements you’re bound to see

As far as it seems majestic

They won’t provide you seek for glee.

By Ishita Bora