Full moon we all embrace for what it is,
Much as we like comforts of a winter,
In new moon too we see no less promise,
Wish, what if summer's warmth in heart enter,
Even amidst wintry storms sun does shine,
Warming and reassuring earthly life,
So does in snowy frost shine silver line—
A state of mind amidst myriads of strife!
Without wintry wilderness laid dormant,
Would my garden of spring be so pleasant?
Sans bitter taste of the adversity,
Who'd cherish sweet smell of prosperity?
As snow may sing songs of a flowing string,
In wintry frost why heart dreams of far spring?
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The world comes with varied colours of life. One has to take in his stride the cold of winter together with the heat of summer and learn to see the positive that we choose not to see. And then, rise above all likes and dislikes.
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Sonnets | 02.12.10 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As snow may sing songs of a flowing string, In wintry frost why heart dreams of far spring? rising above all likes and dislikes and learn to be positive always. great lesson from your poetic heart my dear Anirudhha.. thank u evermore. tony
Thanks for your comments, Dr Brahmin, but let me tell you this: I did notice your long absence