On Buddha Purnima Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI
On Buddha Purnima
Nature—
a pristine habitat,
swampy, alive with microbes,
undressed,
appearing as it is.
Man's nature too—
blood, sweat, tears,
fear and hesitation,
timid, shy, bold,
breaking convention,
revolting against order.
From swampy ground
to hidden depths underground—
nature is distinct, yet personal,
beyond the owner's awareness.
Nature, when nurtured,
rests in peace—
in serenity.
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