A bird perched on bare tree top, surveys urban scene.
Wind sneaks in through crevices, in winter unseen.
Autumn leaf aboard the breeze, how with ease it falls.
Sights and quiet help to unwind, on instant recall.
Now sombre, now it seems playful; nature mimics life.
My colourful dreams at night help me overcome strife.
On a trip to Uttaranchal, on banks of Ganges,
I felt tranquil as we drove up mountain ranges.
Night was out of fairy tale, watching starlit sky.
Eased myself out of the bed, feeling on a high.
Symphony of colours, forms waits with much fanfare.
Tying my white boot laces, brace for the chill in air.
A vacation here uplifts and fills me with cheer.
Take off my boots feel the dew, a bench beckons near.
Nourished, feel calm and blissful, here, in abode of god.
Live your life abundantly, subtle cues I hear, Lord.
The sequence from perception, serenity, joy and bliss, from nature and to be at peace with oneself, is not purely looking inwards but connecting to the outward. This is very original and rekindles a sense of affection and love deep inside. I have been inspired by such beautiful writings not only for the sake of writing but seeing life anew. This is a treasure, Mamtaji.10++
Your write reflects your soul... so pure! !
reading you is supreme bliss mamtaji.........
Perception performs with the leaf being at height and then fall Serenity at the lap of nature, a trip to that hill station Joy of that night that brings your boot back to foot Not to fall back, the bliss of dew, the rest at beckoned bench This is a power pack show with great diction. Hats off to this stylish clips.
Your poem makes one aware of the joy and bliss around.A great write, loved reading.
Night was out of fairy tale, watching starlit sky. Eased myself out of the bed, feeling on a high. Symphony of colours, forms waits with much fanfare. Tying my white boot laces, brace for the chill in air Very well painted and very good imageries here
what a lovely home god has given...being aware and in tune brings absolute joy....a lovely poem..into my favs
Perception, serenity, joy and bliss; a thought provoking creation, mamta! (what a strange co-incidence; i happen to be your city-mate!)
Mamta, It helps to notice things, to be in tune with nature, to feel the mountain air, to breathe its life, its bliss. It makes us happy. One word for this poem, it is a Joy. love Bobx 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
A Fourfold Path you teach us, Mamta Mam' - to Percieve, become Serene, feel Joyful and attain Bliss - To find God around us and in us - the aim of Life! Became my favourite at once! Angel