Tranquility Poem by Srinidhi S U

The lonely shadow of the old mighty tree
Stretched long after a noon's nap.
The sun longed to rest, to settle down
The horizon, letting out the tiny stars free.

The older men folk seated around
On their traditional throne under the tree,
Used very less words, gazing the round
Reddish monarch, as he descended.

Cool, hummimg breeze patted the leaves to sleep,
As frogs croaked from nearby pool, in harmony.
Moon, the mighty prince, admired his beauty
From the waters of the pool, silent yet deep.

As the darkness reigned the world of night,
The Goddess cuddled her little angel tight,
Words replaced, lullaby of love, music fades
With pleasant rhythm, conquers the lamp's light.

This is the state of peace, delight
Never conquered, never reigned. Behold!
Here it is the ultimate destiny,
The state of supreme Tranquility.

- Prof Srinidhi S U
21 March 2021
World Poetry Day