Hallelujah 

A Poem By Briji K T | Art & Culture | The WFY Magazine, January, 2026 Anniversary Edition

The secret chord that David played
Enchanted the strings of every soul,
Reincarnated the musicians unaware,.
Left the slumber and their fingers twitched
Which moved on the harp ,
“Hallelujah!”
“Jubal flute “and Harp played a melody,
In praise of the exotic beauty of nature !
The amazing nature made me a poet
Who has many births to ornate her with jewells of words.
A Bumble Bee carved it’s nests,
And made a weed to a flute,
With which the wilderness played “Hallelujah “!
The messenger wind carried all fragrance as it caressed flowers
The secret chord that David played,
Echoed in every rhythm of earth .
The droplets of the silver threads from the sky,
Made a stream to a river which giggled through.,
It ornated the earth with golden girdle
Before entering into an embrace of the mighty ocean.
The dawn which scattered diamonds of dew drops,
The scarlet horizon at dusk,
The lush green valley,
The eerie darkness of the forest ,
The exalted mountain with the head gear of snow
The vast ocean where seagulls broke the silence,
The blue sky where the immaculate swans flew past,
The arbour where the maiden waited for her beloved,
All baffled the poet who
Tried to crack the secret of the secret Chord,
Hallelujah !!!!

BRIJI. K T ©®