If man's not treating Mother Earth as should,
Nor yet knows enough as yet about her,
When far of stars more his mind should bestir,
No wonder his mother's in nasty mood.
Keen on sun-spots, not her spots losing green,
Nor turmoil, temperature of his hearth,
Nor yet study of her life-giving worth,
No doubt he looks more without than within.
Not life earth-bound, he dwells more on alien,
In healing some vague heavenly headaches,
Rather than knowing more on her earthquakes,
He explores Saturn's moons and life Martian.
He knows well, world is vast and wonderful,
Perhaps not, one within is more fruitful.
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We understand the interior of Sun far better than that of the earth, someone had said. Perhaps it is more romantic to explore the far frontiers than the equally vast and wonderful inner world. Our ancients had said, yathaa pinde tatha
brahmaande (as is the macrocosm, so is the microcosm) . Yet, when it comes to thinking, he confines to the box. This piece reflects on the truth.
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Sonnets | 03.01.05 |
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Earth! ! Mankind on earth; Living, Learning always. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Earth: Man knows... thanks for the comments