Untold reality

Passions arouse out of ocean
 Alas! To the passions that remained untold
 To tell about is not the only way
 The way is to perceive,
 To perceive the hidden beauty,
The untold beauty,
Beauty of nature.
 Nature though silent
Yet seems eager to disclose herself.
 Picturesque meadows and vales
 Cheerful blossoms and the fragrant air.
 Water, that reflects the blossoms
 In proud of their being
 Smiling, shying, shimmering
 Blossoms sway in the air.
 That's how nature reveals her colors
 For those who have the minds which can perceive
 For those who have the eyes which can see
 Far and away,
 Beyond the horizons.