I got inspired to write, after a dream. But, I changed several lines that made the poem better:

Every morning , nature reaches to the sky
From fragranced colored landscapes, in daylight

Something, somewhere- Sounds that are clear
There are birds singing from gardens, hills, to mountaintops

And everywhere-
Colors and tones mix and blend, as they rhyme
So different, yet in harmony. Like plants growing with trees

Look at the beauty of
-I have a revery of
The part that they play;
That they play every day
Right to the heart of nature's glory

-The wondrous waterfalls

And when songbirds are singing, do you hear their song?