Sky is the canvas and cloud is oil,
Like fresh oil is brought up
From newly harvested castor seeds,
This oil is drawn from white clouds,
Sun hiding behind cloud is colour giver,
Every ray is dispersed and reflected,
Sun's smile makes this painting alive,
Like soul within body smiles through lips,
Weather in western sky is smiling,
Dusk is giving final touch to this.
Wild-date-palm tree is the brush,
Heart of Earth is painted by grass,
Far mountains become necklaces,
Beauty of dusk is guarded by light,
Light and shadow play here in love,
Golden ocean is veiled in fragrance.
God's creation is full of wonder,
Wisdom is painted with eternity,
Every leaf is green signal to live,
Dusk renews and empowers us soon.
A golden sparrow's flight is witnessed,
As sun is returning back to nest,
Next to next hope is alive with vision,
Seasonal crown is worn by lovely dusk.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,13 May 2018. All rights reserved.
A lovely poem. I go out to enjoy the sunset and dusk as often as I can.
The beauty of nature has been painted on the canvas of this marvelous poem. A great write with compelling imagery. Yes, God's creations are full of wonders.10
a wonderful descripted poem of nature's beauty alive and well? ...................well penned KM
You have painted the dusk very nicely. I get a clear picture from this poem and feel the natural happening.
A golden sparrow's flight is witnessed, As sun is returning back to nest wonderful imagery Kumaramaniji. Thanks....10
Sky is the canvas and cloud is oil, uh what a nice toil to begin the royal dusk..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spring! ! Signal to live. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.