The Stranger In The Dream Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I was asleep in the watchman's shed
The sugar cane field kept for harvest
Where some threat of wild Elephants exists
There I make my sleep in nights
Caring the sweet sugar cane more
Caring the safety of myself more
There I puts fires around the shed
To make a symbol of danger to the wild
Clever they are awaits in darkness
When the fire is down they comes fast
Slowly and suddenly takes their share
The poor farmer makes their losses
Wild rules have no sympathy wave
Wild rules have ruthless actions
There I had a beautiful dream
There came a tall gentle man
Bright eyes and yellow face of beauty
Wearing a little crown around the head
Smiling me in love and asking to listen
Where I feared some devil to make danger
Tried to take the weapon I kept
But my hands were tied without a rope
The action of hands in zero I felt
Somehow I apprehended a danger to life
There I prayed in meditative mood
To give me safety of my life there
Then I got a command in voice
Open your eyes I am not your foe
Open your eyes in gladness and listen
I am your friend, the friend of all
Never I cheat in fraudulent ways
Never I make dangers for human lives
unless they ignore me without devotion
Asked to pardon my faults of any
And tried to look in the face of unknown
He introduced to me as the god of winter
Who makes wonders in climates ever cold
The frosty nights and misty days
The falling eyes from heaven sometimes
Love me my dear, I am always prompt
Nothing to worry other than love me ever.