Life's Melody Poem by KATOCH P C K PREM

The light air-stream fills gap distinct as bed at last
that is just grunge at this time
pandemic says hello and caves in,
and twittering allures
as victory waves tenderly…even as sunny flags go up.

To judge limits of virus one goes beyond defined
regions of man's talent,
it is terrific agitation in minds to invent cure
out of confusions abundant
and to sort out the puzzles is the issue.

In these conditions peace inside consoles
it is good to drive sans purpose to delight
in verdant fields to spring around,
while animals freely take water in stream-lets
in bubbly hops one seeks rest for mind,
to think of empty moments is renewal of belief
of pristine love for man and god in uncertain crisis,
as melody in life struggles to resurrect ancient glory
of oneness and unity of man
for it is thought of universal love and compassion
that grants man an image of god.

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