That mumbling of leaves,
Hiding behind thin breeze.
That waving of flowers,
Merry go round around the leaves.
That whispering of grass,
Trying to buzz in front of bees.
That nimbleness of frisky gray,
Playing with the grits of soil.
How exuberant is this moment !
With one wave of breeze,
Everything appeared to be a magic,
Which Soothes the pain,
Enriches it with blossoms,and
Blooming it into the world of dreams.
The word endemic means, it is found in only particular areas. I have named the titles endemic nature because in this hectic life, everyone used to avoid the beauty of nature. Only the person who used to see that beauty apart from their day to day life is being endemic to them.