It's called nature

Below the blue sky there’s ground
where everything is beautiful around
colourful flowers with the dews spread
and trees have leaves like arms to embrace
water from the rivers mingling in oceans
which forms clouds and bring rain as a season
has different climatic conditions and temperature
everything pretty and lovely, it’s called nature.

Bliss of Monsoon

Flowers are as beautiful as ever
I feel most pleasant is the weather
The joy I have is never seen before
I see everything wonderful as a tour.

There’s a song in the air
It‘s melodious and fair
The dew is shining on the leaves
I feel life has brightened in brief.

Clouds appear more like a snow
It's like sky has opened a window
Dreams started taking new flight
As I am loving it in full delight.

This is the pleasure and bliss of monsoon
I feel and enjoy every dawn, night and noon.