How many stanzas in the springtime breeze?
How plenty the raindrops? As He doth please.
There is no meter and there is no rhyme,
Yet God’s poems always read in perfect time.
Sharing wilderness of Woods, tried to capture some snaps reveling in “Nature Melody”. Few moments of bliss surrounded by serenity, where just quietness is sometimes best companion to rejoice the Nature. 🙂 🙂