Nature And Reality

This poem was written by me when i was in class 9th....

In the high skies,

Where the bird flies ;

                                                            

Is the heaven of the god,

And in the below water there is a cod ;

There are mountains all around,

Bounded with the bird's sound;

 In the beds of stone where water flows,

 Besides which the pine grows;

The trees were laughing happily,

 And the water is flowing joyfully;

That's what I call a joy,

Where I was a child handling a toy.