Cool He Comes Cool He Goes Poem by Indira Renganathan

Cool he comes cool he goes
In between bright he plays

Passing over hills and dales
And forests and deserts

Streams, ponds, lakes and rivers
Seas, oceans and all waters

Isles and shores and all lands
Steeples, mansions and all dwellings

Grazing lands and paddy fields
Tree groves and flower gardens

From east to west the other side
At last he sets in for further stride

Mulling over his restless function
My night rests in sleepless exhaustion