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On The Sea's Bosom

Rating: 3.7

In blue sky floats a multitude of clouds -
White, black, of many shades and thicknesses;
An orange sun, about to say farewell,
Touches the massed cloud-shapes with streaks of red.

The wind blows as it lists, a hurricane
Now carving shapes, now breaking them apart:
Fancies, colours, forms, inert creations -
A myriad scenes, though real, yet fantastic.

There light clouds spread, heaping up spun cotton;
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Swami Vivekananda composed this poem in Bengali during his return from his second trip to the West. At the time of writing it, he was probably crossing the eastern Mediterranean.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 22 June 2020

" Carving shapes, breaking them apart" . Awesome flight of imagery.

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