EASEL: A Beautiful Poem For You
Enough of tears,
Oh! Monsoon
That you have shed an ocean
Hitting ramparts of destiny
Of umpteen challenges
Facing thunderous solid storms,
Lightening and fears
Breaking down to find the roots
Beneath the soil of truth!
Precise not yet honest the journey
Of rain in forests and crammed cities,
Knowing well yet enough
Oh! Monsoon, pull that paint brush
And blend hues of life in that trestle of hope
Harvest a season in flowers and a dab of green
Forever to transform life as real in magical dreams
Paint, paint a million tiny light rays
For each step to glow that this terra of fate
Takes in hand all seasons in such poise
Fear not oh! Monsoon
To take that mount and paint a flag
In tricolor of a midnight dream
Flowers bloom in the valley
All set in fragrance
To greet an emperor-
Of a heavenly era..
How blessed this life
In that heavenly Easel of faith!
-Rema Pisharody
