Having convincingly argued that we do not need to seek heaven in the skies, and this very earth is heavenly in reality, the poet presents the splendour of harvest and the beauty of the moonlit night. The poet calls these chunks of heaven. The poet wishes the reader to bring to mind the harvest season when in every bit of agricultural land do we see heaps of grains, covering the land. He then presents a beautiful picture of the different forms of nature which make this earth a heaven. The poet claims that the roaring streams that tumble down fast from the top of the hills, the rolling surf at the edge of the waves that come rolling across oceans and seas, the tender rays of the sunbathing the vast green forests and the gentle sun warming up the earth make this earth a heaven.

Secondly, he mentions the moonlit night on which, the whole earth seems to be bathed in silvery light. Finally, the poet tells the reader that the poets who enjoy such heavenly sights imbibe the beauty of nature and spill the nectar of heaven through their poetry. This way the poet creates heaven on earth and celebrates the joys of heaven through his poetry.