Sunday, September 27, 2009

The Beauty In Knowledge

Dedicated to: Vanitha Nadaraj.

Mountains denuded of trees
Plateaus carved by human hands
Humans seek to be free
To live in Nature’s land

Where am I to go, I ponder
Away from my motherland?
Even the fields spread asunder
With my own two feet here I stand

A picture paints a thousand words
In poetic caption to tell the tale
Even halted at literary crossroads
This picture will set the sail

Not to uncharted waters of destination unseen
Even with a heavy pen between weary fingers
Amidst the misty white clouds and mountain green
I draw with Nature’s hand for memory to linger

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