Believeth As We Seeth Poem by Sanjeev Kumar

There was this small child,
Attending a post-nursery class.
Today was a big day,
There was a painting competition.

As other children, our
Toddler was too excited.
The teacher came and announced,
The topic of the art was,
'The Sky and The Earth.'

The eyes lit up,
The brains cracked up,
The minds enlightened.
Just one hour to explain,
The mysteriousness of,
The Natural Cycle.

Time flew like the supersonic,
The hour ended with the cup of tea.
The evaluation time arrived,
As it would decode the mysteries,
Of the mystery, the color-codes.

Among the normal peaks, there was,
This one, like abnormal in a Scan.
What was seen was peculiar,
Enough time to check and find,
The earth was blue, and
The sky painted green.

The thumb sucking infant was,
Called in and out;
The explanation amplified.

The toddler admitted,
'I ran out of the class,
To see the earth and the sky.
Ended up seeing the Sun first,
Glowing shining and bright,
I found the earth blue,
And the sky green;
As I rushed inside the class,
I found the class empty and black.
So, the drawing,
Earth blue, Sky green, and
Everything else black.'

The thoughts complexion,
Set into mode of perplexion,
Where did the White go?
And, yes quite truly,
As do love and life,
In most serenous of times,
In a decoction of unmindful colors;
Believeth as we seeth,
They may be green, too.

Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar