An ode to my birth place Gool

Ode to Gool, my Birthplace Divine Oh, Gool! The land of my birth, my heart, my soul, In thy gentle embrace, my spirit feels whole. Thou art a symphony of colors and hues, A canvas painted with nature's richest views. Thy meadows decked with flowers of every kind, A feast for the eyes and balm for the mind, The hills that surround thee in a gentle embrace, Reveal secrets of beauty with every trace. Thy brooks that flow with a melody so sweet, And the songs of birds that make the air replete, Thy green pastures where herds graze in perfect peace, Bring joy to every heart, and their worries cease. Oh, Gool, the cradle of my memories, my past, My home, my anchor that will forever last. I'll cherish thee always, till the end of time, In thy enchanting realm, my heart will always chime. So, let the world know, and the universe hear, Gool, my birthplace, forever to thee, I'll be near! Masoom ul haq Masoom