Nothing On Earth To Write In My Will, My Son! Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

O my Son!
The wide expanses of the Skies
I have earmarked in my will-
'Only Yours'.

The sparkling diamonds
Sprayed thick in the Nightly Heavens
I asserted ' Yours '
With all my heart.

The unbridled herds of Clouds
Grazing the limitless Blue
To whom but you
Would i bequeath?

The glittering lavas of gold and silver
Billowing out of the mines
Of the marvellous Sun-
' Surely Yours '.

Sorry, my Son,
Nothing on earth
Could I encompass
As my own all my life
To leave for you in my will!

A request, my Son-
These my eyes that feasted on
Ever since birth
Every spectacle of Nature-

Would you donate at death
To a poor little kid
Who can regain its impaired vision
To partake in the joys of this World?