Dear friends,please read this poem that I wrote for Dr Ampat - TopicsExpress



          

Dear friends,please read this poem that I wrote for Dr Ampat Koshy.Thanks. Poet from Kerala Dear poet from Kerala, There is no coming to consciousness Without pain, said Carl Jung. And the Yin and Yang of modern life Have dawned this lesson in your placid mind. Though life may be a confusing Blend of terror,betrayal and pain, Sometimes making hell break loose, You never fought the problem, You decided it,like George Marshall. Goethe had described architecture as frozen music And you have described poetry As melting love. Some of your teachings resemble The ideals of Confucianism Whereby it is absolutely crucial To have morality and proper conduct Without which,we become selfish And concerned only about ourselves At the expense of society. Distinguished man of noble birth, Married to a woman of orderly And industrious appearance, You have three children, And One being autistic Has added value to your existence. Father par excellence, you consider All children on Planet Earth as yours. On ne voit lessentiel Quavec le coer, Said saint Exupery in Le Petit Prince. And you have put your heart In your cherished project. Pain has never colonised your mind Nor your body and not even your soul. And yet,when you think of the golden era Between infancy and youth, Of your mothers food,your playmates, The shores of Kerala,the moonlight, The plucking of wild fruits, The back waters,the mourounga, The floodgates of nostalgia open And you feel like Nelson Mandela in Roben Island, Sad and yet,serene. You are not the Narcissus type of a poet, Over concerned of your image. Your creative work has never been Viewed by a tinge of coloured vision. Friend to all and foe to none, You always share with light- heartedness and love, In spite of the twists and turns of life, Always giving and forgiving like Shakespeare. Heart endowed with micro-sensitivity, You have wandered through All the outer worlds to reach The innermost Shrine at the end In Rabindranaths language. Dear poet,as life unfurls its wings, You have fixed your course to a star And you are navigating through all storms. Leonardo Da Vinci is watching you With a broad smile Waiting for you to sing The sweet songs of real life Where everything in it and we Are all one perfect complete entity As explained by Buddha. Pramila Khadun.
Posted on: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 17:46:57 +0000

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