Streams of love!
Posted 03-15-2009 at 04:21 AM by Venu Nair
Streams of love
Streams flow from nowhere in caves
In high mountains close to heavens
Down the slopes and rugged ravines
To the lovely valleys blessed green!
On its way it travels by mosques
Or tombs or burial grounds,
Harems or palaces of might;
Glides over rotten flesh and filth
Blessing them with herbs and weeds,
Transforming into flowers and seeds!
The gurgle-chanting goes on and on
Whatever be it passes by!
Embracing the earthly sons,
Yet never judging nor going wild,
Quenches the thirst of all that comes
Man or brute or bird it be!
Silent as it passes by
Sunshine silver sparkles fine
Soothing souls of changing times
Growing fruits for days to come!
*** *** ***
(Aside)
This day is but a fleeting truth
Tomorrow too may hold a flash of light
Till evening signs set in again.
Million eggs are laid here
To hatch and fly in sunny weather
Spreading wings of spritely feather
Till the cycle turns all over again.
Who am I to judge “good” or “bad”
What is there in nature’s nest?
Sweet is life and sweet are you
Blessed am I to be with you
When love is all that binds us true
Why bother about a different hue?!
Streams flow from nowhere in caves
In high mountains close to heavens
Down the slopes and rugged ravines
To the lovely valleys blessed green!
On its way it travels by mosques
Or tombs or burial grounds,
Harems or palaces of might;
Glides over rotten flesh and filth
Blessing them with herbs and weeds,
Transforming into flowers and seeds!
The gurgle-chanting goes on and on
Whatever be it passes by!
Embracing the earthly sons,
Yet never judging nor going wild,
Quenches the thirst of all that comes
Man or brute or bird it be!
Silent as it passes by
Sunshine silver sparkles fine
Soothing souls of changing times
Growing fruits for days to come!
*** *** ***
(Aside)
This day is but a fleeting truth
Tomorrow too may hold a flash of light
Till evening signs set in again.
Million eggs are laid here
To hatch and fly in sunny weather
Spreading wings of spritely feather
Till the cycle turns all over again.
Who am I to judge “good” or “bad”
What is there in nature’s nest?
Sweet is life and sweet are you
Blessed am I to be with you
When love is all that binds us true
Why bother about a different hue?!
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