Saturday, August 28, 2010

Musing over Chalam

A seer
Of the edge of heart

A definition clear
Of freedom

A critic
Of beauty and cruelty of man

A poet
Who shed tears
When he found a jasmine
Forgotten in his pocket
Bloomed

Hated power
Loved defiance
Of Tradition

Pure water
That cleansed
Stagnant waters of society

A guide for decades

walked forward like a Yogi
Lover of nature
Understood woman’s nature

A vast sky
Immeasurable
For the prejudiced

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