Sangeeta Das | Guwahati
My first dawn of the new year,
Was so pleasant and clear.
Through the valley I walked long,
I heard the birds singing beautiful song;
Saw the sight of ponds and foliage and hill
Was musical with the flowing waters of rill.
The sun was rising when I reached
To see the ebb and flow at Brahmaputra beach.
Upon the huge stone I stood for a minute
To see the river that is infinite.
Oh! The bewitching nature,
It makes me frantic
With the divine presence of her.
But the excessive modernization,
Everywhere there is pollution.
Let it not continue for long,
To save the world dying so young.