If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother - Poems on Environment , Wildlife

MAGNIFICENTLY ENCHANTING NIGHT

The calm which the stringent day miserably dithered to
provide; was profoundly imparted by the chilly breeze
of the dark night,

the tumultuous passion which the austerely acerbic day
failed to provide; was profoundly imparted by the
agony of the resplendent night,

The ocean of dreams which the acrimonious day
floundered every second to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the mesmerizing fantasy of the velvety
night,

The cloud of tingling sensations which the sultry day
stumbled to provide; was profoundly imparted by the
tantalizing charisma of the moonlit night,

The poignant aroma of romance which the brilliantly
sweltering day tripped to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the overwhelmingly silvery night,

The delectably sweet flavor which the harshly
perspiring day dawdled to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the surreal and stormy night,

The stupendous congeniality which the monstrously
illuminated day succumbed to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the superlatively friendly and voluptuous
night,

The tunnel of unrelenting adventure which the
monotonous day ludicrously refrained to provide; was
profoundly imparted by the spell binding and
exotically perfumed night,

The astoundingly fragrant aura which the nondescript
day faltered to provide; was profoundly imparted by
the piquantly pepped up night,

The enigmatic tales of fascinating mystery which the
day abysmally shirked to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the enticing and profusely titillating night,

The vivacious rainbow of colors which the incorrigibly
boring day fluttered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the gorgeously whispering night,

The flamboyant rays of fire which the cloudy day
horrendously nictitated to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the vividly vibrant night,

The dreary trail of incredulous sedation that the day
obnoxiously dwindled to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the incomprehensibly seductive night,

The magical wave of longing that the stoical day
irrevocably refused to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the mystically simmering night,

The cold beads of unprecedented exhilaration that the
abysmally hot day pathetically slithered to provide;
was profoundly imparted by the majestic and princely night,

The ardently milky aroma which the intractably bright
day disastrously shivered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the ravishingly dainty night,

The unparalleled tremors of ecstasy which the brutal
beams of day insurmountably struggled to provide; was
profoundly imparted by the stringently spicy winds of night,

The opulent showers of nostalgia which the murderously
blazing day wavered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the opalescent shades of the night,

And the celestial stupor which the savagely bubbling
day thoroughly failed to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the magnificently enchanting night.