You don’t have to be a poet,
before you write about the morning blue clouds
and the evening grey silhouette.
Astrology doesn’t have to be your profession,
for you to notice the beautiful blue stars
as they escort the moon in their nightly procession.
You don’t have to be a song writer ,
for you to notice the musical sound of the nightingales, humming of bees
sol-fa’s of chirping birds -nature’s greatest orchestra.
You don’t need to be a painter, to love the green hue of fireflies
sprayed on the canvas of the moonly night.
You simply don’t need to love nature before nature loves you.