Reverence. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I likes to sit near riverside
In the middle of the beautiful meadow
Not made someone with modern tools
Or pruned by human hands
It is in itself self made by nature
Where caterpillars are visible
I see the little flowers there grown
Not grown by human love and care
Nature made them to be beautiful
Therefore it is so superbly made
May be heavenly plants are planted
To make the riverside in such a way
To protect from the eroding earth
Or to make happy the river in flows
Not manured by human hands the meadow
River takes care in flood alluvial soil
Here in summer I sits for a fresh retreat
Oh! here experiences the beauty of world
Thanking the river for giving me love
I know the emotion we shares in continuity
I will not disturb to make it dirty
I will watch the flow with reverence.