On March the 29th,
2013 I decided to walk up to the terrace and get some fresh air. It was cloudy
with a pleasant wind blowing . I remember going through a lot of thoughts about
many things during that particular time. It started raining and I decided to
stay instead of running off downstairs.
As I was getting wet
in the rain, a certain thought caught my imagination. My motley train of
thoughts ceased giving birth to an intense curiosity about the wonderful nature
that surrounded me at that time. I looked around at the green trees, the wind
blowing and playing around with droplets of water, birds flying off to find
shelter and the multifaceted
palette of colors spread in the sky. The
experience was pretty soothing, to say the least.
There suddenly
struck upon me a set of words which strung with each other in a harmonious
form. I remember that I felt as if it was an extrasensory experience since I
was not at all thinking about them, yet they arrived with equal gusto and an
inherent peace and harmony. It culminated into my first poem which I have
written down below.
I choose to call the
poem incomplete since there was no finality of emotion at the end. And it shall
always remain so since any extra effort to complete it will only entail
corruption of its purity. It might sound extremely unpoetic or rudimentary to
people, but I can recognize the worth of its music in my consciousness. Its
piousness shall always accompany me till the end of days. However hard an
author tries, he does know the fact that no one except of himself will be truly
able to understand the emotions which he harbored while he penned his
composition. A composition should be treated as a journey, a personal and
different one by every individual, which shall allow him to sail in the sea of
words and emotions according to their personal choice.
Pour unto me thy
Lord
Wash away my earthly
sins
Give me a new color,
your color
For I need a fresh
lease of life
Let my tears merge
into yours
Let my self dissolve
in you
As I walk the path
of life uneven
Let me climb the
stairway to heaven
Leaves glisten with
thy Providence
Let thy music soothe
my ears…..
Nature can fill your
empty lives with boundless joys. Just give it a chance. Just give it a chance.
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