Wednesday, September 8, 2010

VOICE FROM THE SKY -- KARUNASRI

It’s night of phalguna
Bahula Ekadasi
On the face of damsel of sky
Shines the moon like bridal tilak.

The clock has just struck three
Something has struck my heart
Entered the room slowly and switched on light
Looked at the letter on the table time and again.

Have to send a poem for Ugadi tomorrow
Felt like moving upstairs once
While Climbing steps one by one
Watched by small mango tree well- bent .

Sat and stared at the sky in loneliness
Searched the star-studded skies above
The winged heart is soaring high and high
Mingling with shock in strange surprise.

White stars
Dazzling bright
Pearls thrown helter-skelter
On beds of black silk Mukhamal.

It’s like sandalwood putting on leaves
Blooming of a garden
Sky is radiating beauty
A Big blue bird of melody.

Serene silent music heard from the sky
Pure beauty appears
In trance dances calm morning
Vast sky has begun to speak.

“I have stood before you after a long time
I have been waiting for you for ages
Exploring contents in cosmic epic everlasting
Awaiting patiently with eyes of myriad stars.

Radiating light
For ages umpteen
Shining brightly
Since worlds unborn.

Seen the churning of sea of milk by angels and demons
Seen the slaying of Mahishasura by Maha Kali
Seen Cupid aiming his arrow at Shiva
Seen Vamana sending Bali to the abyss.

Known Agastya drinking the sea in a gulp
Known Devendra cutting the wings of hills
Known Hiranyaksha folding up land like a mat
Known Anasuya feeding the Trimurtis.

Before Badarayana Rishi wrote Brahmasutras
Before the marriage of Adam and Eve bore bitter fruits
Before the birth of Harappa and Mohenjadaro
Before the rise of Himalayas out of the sea

I have been since beginning and big bang
Remained intact then and now.”

I am listening in wonder
While Blue Sky is speaking.

“Alexanders , Asokas , Abraham Lincolns
Socrateses, Platos ,Sohrab and Rustums
Ceasars , Napoleons, Chenghiz Khans
Kings, Emperors ,Orators and Prophets

Heroes, intellectuals, Conquerors and National Netas
Countless people gone before my eyes
None could swim against the tide of Time
Found their rest in the tomb of Time.

Kings empires thrones studded with gems
Palaces crowns veils of silk and gold
Melted in the fires of deadly times
Morphed into earthen layers losing their shapes.

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