Slow and serene when I walked at the jheel1,
Wearing on my visage a pleasant smile,
Relaxed to core and deep-set ease to feel,
For, weary thoughts I'd left behind a mile.
Seed of joy there's and bliss, of peace and love,
That, a perennial source in all us be.
Man, hampered, cramped and always on the move,
The blue skies move him not, nor buoyant sea,
Not leisured walk, but he chooses to run
For reason nor rhyme, when a peaceful pause
May put him in touch with inner heaven,
Yet, he chooses to chase what never was.
Too bad it dawns to him on a late day—
That there's no way to joy, joy is the way.
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1. Jheel1: Hindi, for a shallow, sprawling lake.
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Sonnets | 03.08.11 |
Date & Time: 5/9/2019 2: 22: 00 AM Remove this comment Poem: 33212232 - Joy Is The Way Member: Drtony Brahmin Comment: Seed of joy there's and bliss, of peace and love, That, a perennial source in all us be... Really Joy is the way.. of life great poem indeed. tony - - Thank you Tony, but some 'great poems' do not have readers. What is wrong? Either it is no great poem, or as things stand today everything needs to be promoted, or it does not exist.
Seed of joy there's and bliss, of peace and love, That, a perennial source in all us be... Really Joy is the way.. of life great poem indeed. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seed of joy there's and bliss, of peace and love.....I love this line! A wonderful sonnet sir.................10
Thank you Dr Swain for such uplifting words and sorry for the delay in responding. I was travelling. I.ll be in Bangalore for a while.