Call to Nature

We get lost in the disturbances of the world and get carried away far away from the nature. Calling out nature to take me with her wherever she goes . . . The sun today is again bright I Shed away the darkness and come to light Carrying the Hangover I might But last night is last night Flowers have bloomed by the shade of the moon The fresh air, the aroma is such a boon There is again the approaching noon But I whisper you not so soon, not so soon The hustle of the day takes me away Let me behold this vision and not sway The day is again ready to betray But I will replay the vision and not runaway You move about your own sweet will Take me with you I can't standstill You do the same everyday but still give me thrill Where do you go, by our own sweet will, is it behind that hill? Take me with you I can't standstill . . .