Why Love? - Poem by Seema joglekar
Nature dazzles the bewitched eye,
With splashing colours of a rainbow -on fire in the copper sky,
With cascading waterfall- flirts a roving butterfly,
With shooting stars banished-to light up the Milky Way,
With a hovering humming bird that belittles the peacock dancing in the rain,
With glowing fire-flies—on their backs hold torch to a visionary dream.
Nature disperses the incense of fragrances,
Of a damasked rose-held together by reckless thorns,
Of coy jasmines-blooming only in the twilight of false dawn,
Of sandalwood limbs-where lie twined the vilest snakes,
Of earthy smells-wrought of dry earth in summer rain,
Of spring flavors—ripped, ooze out in their best form, when treaded upon.
Nature plays tenors to the patient ear on tinsel wings,
In birds calls-mountains echo in the wee hours of the morning,
In a shepherd’s song—thaws to tears the simmering heat,
In whispering trees—shedding leaves in the stillness of the forest,
In pounding waves –shores sing their victory over lost distances,
In pattering rain — from heaven’s lowered eye-lids the foliage bears the bruises.
Nature’s largesse—offerings to a savoring tongue,
The ripest fruit—harbors the loathsome slithering worm,
The sweetest grape—wrought from the most twisted tortured vines,
The Honey sweet nectar—stolen from ten thousand flower's confines,
The morning dew—lands with a stony thud onto the blossoms still beating breast,
The berries bountiful of prime spring – clothe nature in her wedding dress.
Nature is the hand of God ruffling earth, sometimes in mirth;
With the passing of this entire birth, in my arms I could measure it’s girth,
Still miss—and turn my living soul to stone;
To be reborn with my heightened vision of his melancholy art,
He did put love in my heart!
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