my personal duty

if the bright sunlight is shining in your eyes

I can dim it so that it gives the comfort of ice

if the sounds in the nature deafening you

I can turn them musical the way magicians do

if the smell you sense around troubles your nose

I can covert that around so that it smells like rose

if the sensation of touch doesn’t make you at ease

I can change everything to make as soft as cheese

if the taste on to your tongue is not up to the mark

I can borrow the buds that is being used by shark

I want you to enjoy the mature’s unexplored beauty

and to make you feel homely is my own personal duty