High on Waves

Rig Veda

Nature’s beauty is an art of God.
Let us feel the touch of God’s invisible hands
in everything beautiful.
By the first touch of His hand
rivers throb and ripple.
When He smiles, the sun shines,
the moon glimmers, the stars twinkle,
the flowers bloom.
By the first rays of the rising sun,
the universe is stirred.
The shining gold is sprinkled on
the smiling rose buds.
The fragrant air is filled with
the sweet melodies of singing birds.
The dawn is the dream of God’s creativity.