Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 6

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

THE NATURE CALLS ME

Nothing in this vast world

can reduce my pain.

Only the nature calls me

with her arms wide open.

She dresses my wounds

with her own arms.

The rewards of consolation approach to me

like soothing alms.

The warmth of her lap provides me

with an infinite strength

to progress peacefully in life

for exploring her wealth.