I'd just write...

When the birds take off to sky

Clear wet round mirrors on leaves

Reflect some light

I'd say its time to write

When the glory of sea

Meets the slipping brown sand

And paints it frothy white

I'd say its time to write

When the fisherman throws

His net far wide

Serene lake caged in ripples slight

I'd say its time to write

When the child closes his eyes

For his first prayer ever 

Folding his hands tight

I'd say its time to write

When that bullet kills

And the one who reached

The revolver first sighs

I'd say its time to write

When feelings erupt

With lines taking shape

Of ideas bright

I won't say - I'd just write.