Holding the little finger of your hand,
Walking on the mounds of paddy field,
Watching the dancing of green weeds,
Like the cuscuta weed in tomato field;
Watching greenery in the wet sand,
Teaching me to pluck the parasitic weeds,
Like sparrow teaching young to pick seeds
Helping paddy to grow with a healthy blend
Taking me out everyday morning,
For a long paddy field walking,
Sparking a practice of dreaming
To be focused on becoming something;
I owe you for what I am,
You taught me to be a man,
With values I will live till I am,
You took me around to show our world,
Like the Sun taking the planets around,
Whenever I needed, You were there around
Like the sun, moon, planets going round and round
Teaching virtues which were in you profound,
Like the Egyptian sphinx on a mountain mound,
Giving the books of Jesus & Vivekananda
Helping me to find divine ananda,
In those ancient sermons of Vedas
And the verses of sage Sarvajna;
This shows the divine relationship between father and son so profoundly. A relationship that reflects how we should relate to our heavenly father.
very nice poem. ur style is very good. I like it. If u find time read my MY SWEAT. u may like it
It is humbling to others to read of the sacred love you have for your father Thank you for sharing this
'I owe you for what I am, You taught me to be a man, With values I will live till I am, ' you can not pay a better tribute to your father than what you have said in these lines, vidyadhar!
beautiful poem...on one of the best relationship in the world......well done
fantastic poem, i love my dad so much and reading this poem i can see how much you love your dad and respect him.... you are lucky to get a wonderful dad, and his love for you has made you write this poem..
Fantastic...who is lucky? ..you or your father...both for having each other...you're a perfect son.remarks beyond stars
That is the greatest encomium a son can pay to his prathyaksha dheivam!
though we become parents ourselves, how we wish parents are forever! if u've time i've one on 'parents' n 'for my father' n 'a mother in mourning'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really inspiring..perfect presentation to lovingly father who introduced us forever. Thanks!