He Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair
He
What use is it to him who is audition to know the ear?
What use is it to him who is sight to know the eye?
What use is it to tactility to concern with the itchy skin?
Of what avail to relish the working of the tongue?
He, who is olfaction, will he yearn for a nose
To smell the fragrance of the blossoming rose?
What use is it to light to know its constant pace
When it pervades everything and every place
In a manner eternal, ineffable, sans time-space?
Salutations to Him!
A poem of great depth personifying all senses. The gist of the verse in Kenopanishad is wonderfully captured in the beautifully crafted lines of the poem. Thank you.
He who is complete in Himself doesn't need anything more! He can only give if receptacles are ready to receive! He is Light that pervades the entire universe, capable of illuminating every body! Salutations to Him!
Beautiful write sir... He, who is olfaction, will he yearn for a nose To smell the fragrance of the blossoming rose... Liked it sir. Thanks for your comments on my poem, Fake Love
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4/23/2024 8:17:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
With the great power of our senses we enjoy the world.Beyond these senses we appreciate everything with the soft divine touch. Nicely composed to express the great idea of our old sages.