The wind o’er here is howling endlessly,
While playing mighty tunes across the pass,
That enter ears of men, beastS harmlessly,
With supertones that vary with the bass.
The wind is fiercely blowing, night and day,
As dogs echo the howl from time to time,
With unison, undeciphered a way;
All year, the background is a pleasant clime!
A massive infra-structure springs surprise
–That caters to the patients sick, around
–A boon to all that keeps them healthy, nice;
The region stunned, with people quite dumb-found!
Money has found a useful purpose here,
With heart-felt thanks to souls that made it dear.
Dedicated to the Managing Trustees of KFMSR, Otthakalmandapam, CBE
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-05-2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Smooth as the wool coating of a Ewe, old friend..... After all these years and kazillions of masterful composition, you still never cease to impress Doctor C... Hope all is well in your world.~FjR~