We feel wonder behind each shadow,
Perhaps a competition is going on,
Many players have participated
Starting from grass to trees,
A traveler can notice it very well.
This bus is running ahead
And trees, grass and mountains
All are running in diverse direction,
Through the windows of bus
We see grey soil holding emotion,
Earth is painting in glass canvas.
A tall tree shaking its all leaves
It is not only running but also
It is dancing in chest of the sky,
Morning’s light is giving gentle touch.
Who will be victorious? All are asking,
Time will give judgement soon,
But this bus journey is not stopped,
If bus will wait for a while
We shall see tournament of nature.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,05 February 2019. All rights reserved.