This summer
A new bird will fly in the sky
With its new and strong wings.
And it will fly to woods
To make a new nest.

A new flower will bloom
To welcome sunrays and night dews
Every morning.
A new river will flow
To nourish seeds and making noise.

And a new star will be born in the sky
To make night beautiful
And to enhance the beauty of the moon.

I wish the nature preserves their tenderness
And hope they provide their fragrance and light
In my life till my last breath.
Waiting for this summer
To sing a new song
To sleep on a new bed
And to welcome a new walk.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar