Saliva Of The God Poem by Ariharasuthan Nagercoil

No one knows,
How they had come!
And where they are from!
When, it was the first rain,
God spit them to the world,
Raised by the sand.
O.. How fur they are!

We named them Saliva of the God
We kept them on our hands
Nice with chins,
O… my soul,
A magical breast of touching.

They spread silence
They spread love
They spread peace
Since, who have a guts to do a sin?

In our palm land,
We were with them.
We collected the palm’s milk and toddy
We warmed friends on the head of palms

We drank, we sang, we danced,
We gathered, we ate,
We loved and we were loved,
And….
We lived; where we lived!

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Note: Saliva of the God is a folk name for Velvet Mites or Rain Bugs in Kanyakumari, Tamil Nadu. Tamil name is “Semmuuthai” (means red old mother like fairy god mother)