The Omnipotent Word Poem by susheela devi

THE OMNIPOTENT WORD

In the still of night, an unheard song-
Sweeps past the meadows and moves along.
Across the misty morn and the steamy day,
With the wonky speed of a rambling fly.
In tandem, the musical tone echoes across,
The cloud kissed mounts and swaying trees.
Though unseen, the ubiquitous tempo rise,
Shaming all birds and their crooning cries.
The lilting tune clings on to a finite word,
Building a heavenly musical chord.
Age old is that sweet appellation,
It’s all about love`s appreciation.
A panacea to every fatuous heart,
Soothing answer to wandering feet.
The ‘word’ catches the world agog.
Melts and mixes like a vanishing smog!