In the shade of a tree is my home,
where the birds and I sing together the morning.
On the banks of the river is my holy place,
where the water and I together do our prayers .
In the milky mountains is my fire pit,
where the peaks and I together feel the warmth of the rising sun .
In the dense forest is my orchestra,
where the woods and I together listen to the symphony of the cold breeze.
On the horizon is my theatre,
where the pine trees and I together watch the movie of colors .
-Ajay Poudel
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