Upon the unkind shores of the rough Sea
under the merciless blows of the mighty winds
you have to dig your heels deep
into the slippery sands;
'midst the ear-deafening noise of the moody Nature
the flute of life needs to compose
the melodies of existence
willy-nilly, or happily;
Do not put your fingers either on the lips of clouds
or into the entrails of your ears,
they have to whisper their solemn secrets
in the most wished for downpour
on the slaked soil of the parched ground;
the buds will bloom
the birds will sing
the hope will rule the way of the world
the Sun will do the role of the Christ
in the play of resurrection and crucifixion;
The Stars will throw their glistening glow,
life will run on the balanced beats,
think before you touch the waters
it won't be possible
to stop the ripples of reaction to be made
either of retaliation or reciprocation,
it depends on how you touch the waters
this is the theme of life this song is all about!
Ripples of reaction or reciprocation depend on how you touch the waters. In spite of all that we know, nature is still unpredictable. Captured in the poem beautifully. Thank you.
The hope of nature will survive all thing that we throw at it. I wonder.... A good poem Shahzia.
A tuneful song composed on the strings of life ' the melodies of existence' like 'downpours on slaked' souls and drops on parched lips...sometimes I think if our hearts were not blessed with the love of Nature how we would express our sober feelings of gloom and happiness.
Hope will rule the way of the world. In our theme of life. Beautiful words. Have a beautiful day Every day providing your song of life
Fantastic write. I can see all the lovely comments and I agree with them as no words are left for me to write.. Beautiful poem. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reactive indeed, unknown, great mystery.