NEMESIS
18 MAY 2022
Sometime, with a thoughtless flick of the hand
You plant a seed in the soil--and it grows
Like the huge mango tree in my back yard.
Over decades it blooms, bears fruit,
And grows tall and sturdy
A resplendent umbrella
Beneath which to rest a tired soul
With a sigh of joy-and wonder
At the experience that permeates your being.
But the God's are envious that
A Creature fashioned by them
Can sigh in joy-More than once
A bolt of lightening incinerates
What you worshipped
And as you watch the scorched roots, burnt leaves and ashes
You find yourself wondering--
'was it ever worth the value you placed
on the result of a thoughtless moment
-that fashioned times of intense beliefs
and emotions blessed by nature
Yet left you alone with the carcass of your dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem