Ravi A
Ottapalam- Kerala State- India

My Hamlet

(My hamlet is Panamanna South, near Ottapalam)

Upon the lap of eternal winds
She wakes up every morn’.
Upon the bosom of starry skies
She sleeps every night.

And quiet are her playgrounds,
She is wedded to paddy fields.
And for eons and further,
She leads a virgin, reclusive life.

Far from the maddening crowd,
Her annals are peaceful.
To the flying birds and clouds
She reserves a poem upon her lips.

Her forefathers had simple dreams,
They were bound by her winds.
And with a richer heart
They made their granary full.

And under the banyan shades
Her temple bells toll in sweetness.
Harvest and a ploughman’s call-
She is content with her springs.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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COMMENTS
Edward Kofi Louis 15 December 2016
She leads a virgin! Thanks for sharing.
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