I glanced out of my window and was amazed by at the mighty mountain,
How strong and high headed it appeared!
But when the humans chisel it through n through,
Even into a tunnel it gets teared.
The asynchronous rivers flow all over it,
Like creepers they twirl and swirl around.
The trees trying to find their way to stand erect,
Torrential winds passing through the valleys, making their own melody and sound.
So much to learn from you, I told him,
You epitomize the way to live.
How to stand tall with head held high,
When all you do is give!!
Through the lens of Jayati
It carved it’s course through all the ups and downs,
Even the rocks couldn’t stand in its way.
The mighty river danced in all it’s glory,
With it’s melody, the towering mountains appeared to sway.
It’s not termed as life if you live in a fantasy of your own,
Neither when you hide insecurities and your real self is unknown.
Experience each day and cherish each moment unconditionally, with no fears,
Sunrise may bring all the vitality and zeal, yet the setting sun too, deserves cheers..!!
Through the lens of Sujay
I don’t have anything to give you, he said, as I was leaving
But you have been a very nice mother.
So here’s a green bracelet especially made for you,
And like this one you will never find another…!!
Its made up of warmth that mother earth gives us,
And the love that I have for you,
But mom do you think these greens will remain after a few decades,
Save Soil is the only MANTRA from my point of view.
The mountains stood there tall, touching the sky,
I slowly sneaked in the landscape too.
The trees smiled at me generously and said,
“That’s awesome, but we wish, you first enjoy the view..!! “
We built them higher and higher,
Our pursuit to get closer to Him, became obvious day by day,
To enlighten us eventually the clouds made an attempt,
In nature itself He exists, quit looking for any other way.
Through the lens of Sujay
Go smooth I told her, as she twirled in all directions,
I don’t bother, she smiled, I don’t follow any reflections.
Why go with the flow, when you can map your journey your way,
Just the dead fish do so, I am alive, will swim against all currents, if I may.
Stand tall and smile for each breath that you take,
And each day that sun rises in the sky.
For every night as the moonlight shines and stars sparkle,
There’s no reason to fret, still people do, I wonder why?
He chose to set with its wings so wide,
The sky could experience the golden tide.
Apart they were but yet blended in a magnificent way,
Amalgamation so majestic is rare to witness I have to say.