If Winter Shall Go, Spring Shall Come…. Poem by MBJ Pancras

This verse is dedicated to all who have been involved in the In Service Course for PGT English
First Spell and Second Spell
2017-2018


Seasons were born; prospects of Nature blossomed,
Varied flocks of birds set off their journey,
Clarion calls ran across the sky of words,
There were chirpings beside trees of green,
Brimmed with vibrant philosophies Nature speaks
‘Twixt the horizon, a cluster of stars appeared.
It was a shady orchard hugged by transparent waters,
All around decked with thoughtful ferns and flowers,
Waters of words, blossoms of rhymes, leaves of rhythm:
A Thames-like sojourn literally built with liquid grace.
Birds under the sky perched on the watery garden:
Chirrups and chirps, twitters and chatters, cheeps and peeps,
The whole of the garden drenched in showers of pleasantness,
Cuckoos, Nightingales, sparrows, Parrots, Sylviidae, Finch,
Starling, Lark, Swallow, Dipper, Kinglet, White-eye and Junco,
And it was a home of mellifluous warbles marked utopian.
A bird's eye view, a tableau of verbal landscape, a stage of art!
Synchronised expositions, harmonised deliberations, solicitous discussions,
A zenith of literary mounts, picturesquely designed for enchantment.
Little droplets of knowledge strewn amidst the galaxy of literary stars.
Unforgettably a monument established ever in reminiscence
Buzzing into the ears of the heart painting nostalgic moments.

The season hath ended; birds of varied colours hath raised their wings,
Embraced with charming zeal of sharing of flowery knowledge and wit,
Imbibed by waking dreams, enthralled by lasting moments of delight
Shared amongst the talking trees stretching their umbrellas of knowledge.

Will these moments ring back into us? Could these real dreams be dreamt again?

As Summer hath gone, Winter hath come; If Winter shall go, Spring shall come.

If we raise our hearts above, there shall be ringing of real dreams in us,
And shall we all look above time and again to be cherished in these lasting moments?

Yea, We Shall….



By
MBJ Pancras
PGT English KV Thiruvannamalai
Tamil Nadu