Through the country paths, I lazily loitered
Watching Nature in its changing hue
Straying a little farther into the interiors
Sundry and sublime vistas came into view
In response to zephyr's warm embrace
The silvery leaves joyously fluttered
The bees busied themselves collecting pollen
And birds on tree tops merrily chattered
It was the fag end of verdant spring
Summer's sun stood behind my head
The moo of cattle was heard from far
‘Good day to you'….. Someone said.
There stood on the hill, a boy around fifteen
Obviously he was of tribal breed
With a beaming smile, he greeted me
Walking up to him, timidly he ran like a steed
I saw him disappear behind the trees
And enter into a hut tiny as a nest
He lived in the lap of Mother Nature
Far from the city and its sooty dust
Being coaxed, he hesitantly came out
My tone of assurance and pleasing smile
Seemed to have won his confidence
As to a friend, he shared his eventful tale
Pointing to the cattle grazing in the slope
He said, he earned a living caring the cattle
He stayed in the woods all day long
Feeding and tending his master's kine
From dawn to dusk, through woods and meads
He leads his herd, calling them by their name
Unvexed, with simple pleasures he is content
And with a nomad's life, he seems to be tame
He said at home he has his invalid mother
And bringing her back to health is his mission in life
On referring to his mother, I watched his eyes glitter
Nothing other than her illness posed to him any strife
From every utterance, I could sense his filial love
Even in abundance while shadows line many faces
On his visage, hope lingered as a dancing flame
To me he seemed above many, rich in other graces
While parting, I handed over him some money
Pausing unbelievably and with moist eyes
Thankfully he accepted it. A gentle breeze passed caressing us
As if over a kind gesture, Nature seemed to rejoice!
Beautiful and a very heart warming poem. It is always so amazing to see how a little act of kindness Britons our own heart and Nature puts a seal of approval upon it. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing Valsa.
A very pleasant and soothing read; rich with gentleness and compassion and all the beauty of the human heart. Absolutely Beautiful!
A touching poem, helping a boy who is struggling for ailing mother is service to God..................10
Thanks Valsa for writing this rare beauty of vivid images! With you, I have been strolling in the country perceiving the beauty of nature. The vivid picture was made true through the quatrain-technique with which the reader feels that she/he walks and perceives some amazing scenes that are unique to the country life.
You are absolutely right Naeema! Such scenes can be found only in a country side. Meeting that boy has been a rare experience and its memory still stays so green in my mind! Thank you for your lovely comment. Sorry, I couldn't find your page!
A Rare Beauty painted so well I just loved it very well Natures beauty shaded well Description of son's love for mom portrayed very well. A Fantastic poem Valsa. Your pen flows freely on any topic very well. Loved it.
A poignant poem so well pictured bringing home a message of simplicity, innocence, love-driven mission and hope discovered in your encounter with the about fifteen-year-old boy. Very perceptive. Thank you. Score perfect 10.
A poignant poem so well pictured bringing home a message of simplicity, innocence, love-driven mission and hope discovered in your encounter with the about fifteen-year-old boy. Very perceptive. Thank you. Score perfect 10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The title is rightly named as Rare Beauty Beheld and the whole plot well scripted with loving and compassionate words that is sure to touch anybody's heart.......Valsa.....that young tribal lad is the richest lad in the world so far as love, affection and compassion are concerned and he is contended with what he has at his disposal..........great write with great thought.....10/10