Ode To Dust Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Kingdoms may change, comes a new king
As every season changes bring;
Land changes with dwellers therein,
Their habits tend to change no mean;
Food eaten, languages lands speak,
Changes in likes-dislikes they wreak;
Behaviour too change of a man,
All things tend to change as they can.
Only, what changes not is dust,
In change, O Dust, thou hast no trust.

In a form forever so prime
Thou hast been there for a long time.
If dusted off thou cometh back—
Say, on racks stacked deck after deck,
In crannies of every old crack,
No place ‘pon earth ye suffer slack.
Ye squat snug on a window sill,
Watching far and near life's long drill,
Even on bottom of a lake,
Residence permanent you make.

To things ugly, finest of beauty,
Ye O Dust always do your duty,
A palace be it or a hut,
Wide open things or tightly shut,
One may welcome you or not,
Difference to thee makes is dot.
On death is all life done to dust,
But you O Dust shall still remain,
Everything in time due may drain,
Sole exception seems you O Dust.

Moisturized, Dust, ye become clay—
Building blocks of life lofty and lay,
Particles of matter fine scale,
I marvel thine Maya as clay,
That none ever has fathomed— lay
Or learned, or seers we hail.
When scorched ye burn not,
Nor get slain should one slay,
When cut ye get cut not,
Thou art like soul one can't assail.

One may love thee O Dust or not,
But ye love everything a lot,
In love or hate, thou cometh good,
And behave with same attitude.
I oft see love can't everywhere reach,
But thou O Dust hast that rare itch
To move in just any which where
As if ye can't help it or care.
We all know, God's omnipresent,
Thou art O Dust nowhere absent.

Earth's a place of thine lasting berth,
But ye do not stay bound to earth.
Thine aim seems for ever to rise
With clouds, water when vaporize,
At last as rainy drops to fall
From heaven, uniform on all—
On green trees and places gone grey,
Back to earth once more and be clay.
Your aim in life seems to reach height,
And then be one with earthen plight.
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Ode |08.04.2019|
Topic: nature, dust