The fire ball (Theyu) of the firmament (Akash)
Rays its flecks soothingly
Befriending earth (Prithvi) to produce me
I get up breathing in the air (Vayu)
To grow vertically, intellectually my face
Translucently showing my shiny brain
The hunger churned belly provokes my tongue
To drink and relish so cravingly
On rice and vegies quenching with water (Appu)
I grow and ‘ve now grown fully
Rejoicing the bhuthas in and around me.
Enjoying the divine solace to the fullest.
But lo! Very soon God is unwilling
He shakes Appu, Theyu, Vayu, Prithvi, Akash
Vigorous, may be the deluge? Shiva Shiva!
Driven out I pray, vow to worship
The Pancha-Bhuthas the Pancha-Lingas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the part each plays in our growth..and all the five of it is him..alovely depiction