Seeds come from fruits
Fruits come from flowers
And flowers are from trees
It is true and known to all.
One can't say which is first
Either the seed or the tree?
So mysterious is the nature
So enigmatic is the creator.
Whatever it may be
It is sure, cycle has no end
One can't find the beginning
And the ending of round substance.
Water to cloud
And cloud to water,
Birth to death
Or death to birth,
Day to night
Or night to day
We can't say which is first?
But each one is cycle.
However seeds or saplings
Need proper cares to be
Healthy and stalwart
These need manure, water, vitamins etc.
Children are saplings like
These too needs proper care
Parents must look after them
In spite of their several works.
Seeds to flowers and flowers to trees new amazing theme comes with mysterious perception. This poem is interesting.
Your poems are almost always philosophic and full of spirituality. Here you have dwelt on seed and the tree, which came first. If tree gives out seeds thru flowers and fruits, the seed has all the potential of the tree in its tiny self. You have brought this out beautifully.
A great philosophic poem, Mahakul Ji is an outstanding thinker.
I find that nature is enigmatic and mysterious, although the seasons and the day-night pattern are regular enough. All is cyclic, as you say.
Nature is very mysterious! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Expressive poem, Nicely written, thanks for sharing..10++++