For My Dear Children Poem by Satheesan Rangorath

Once one turns to two
World stands on two.
Day and night,
sun and moon,
eyes two to see world.
Think of all those twos,
ears, nose, hands n’ legs.

twins of opposite, there are,
balancing too.
Three comes slow,
stating a state.
waking, dreamy, sleepy,
past, present, to future.
Trinity, father, son, Holy Ghost.
Imagine all famous threes.
and a triangle.

For age of four,
you have your freedom.
World stands erect on four legs.
Tables, chairs,
Four corners of geometry,
Squire, rectangle,
think of all fours you can.
Formidable forum of life
Four, four, four.

At the age of five,
you run around,
breaking dolls and idols.
all toys you got.
Do you see five elements?
ether, air, fire, water and earth,
You are made of that.
You got five continents to live.
Five senses.
Linked to five organs of actions,
five type of energy.

You light your sixth candle,
making a wish.
Get me six pillars of wisdom,
Six centres of power.
you get guided,
to sixth sense.
Do you see sixth wound of Jesus?

When you reach seven,
You cross seven oceans to life.
Reflect on a rainbow.
You learn about VIBGIOR.
Seven holes of wisdom.
After seven dinner time.

At eight you are great.
eight syllable forms a Manthra,
pressing eight qualities.
Closeness, greatness,
Depth, weightless,
glow, nearness, godliness.
attractiveness.


When you light nine candles,
there comes a glow.
an auspicious nine.
Your body is a flute of nine Vents.
a last single number,
so independent.
Zero make your age grow after nine
But before it stops all merge into one.
You become a one big zero,
a perfection all around.

Did you like my poem dear ones
I gave you some food for thoughts.
Pardon me if you do not like.
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