A Walk In Mansarovar Park Poem by Mamta Agarwal
A Walk In Mansarovar Park
The sun was ready to set,
The sky had turned amber.
I felt compelled to get
Out, as I suddenly remembered,
How the view made me feel.
I could miss a meal,
Not this gorgeous sight.
It just seems right.
The birds are homeward bound.
They are so high in the sky I can’t hear a sound,
I feel in harmony
It’s kind of funny,
Here in the Mansarovar Park,
Where I come for a walk
I feel one with my creator,
And all the mental layers
Of fear, anxiety just disappear.
It uplifts my spirit and mood
As nothing else could.
I feel a sense of being
And find no reason to sing
In praise of Lord at a temple,
While there is ample
Proof of his Presence in everything
I can feel his blessings
I am because he is
This realization fills me with bliss.
I bow my head in acceptance
And have no words to express his benevolence
It is a pleasant, calm walk or I can say journey of life in a way to conciliate mind and soul, refreshing lines and I feel it in my heart10+ Rema
A moment of harmony with the universe that is almost mystical. Well expressed, Mamta.
Those who - Can search Can watch Can dream Can feel... Find happiness all around. Appreciation with full senses A great reverence to his benevolence. Simple way of expression. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
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8/8/2026 5:38:55 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Your poem unfolds your mystic experience. Superb poem! K.V.Venkataramana