THE BOUNDLESS…

Oh! What a bliss, pure and serene
The grievin\’ heart in rapture grand
Saw I, the many shades of Green
And Blue and Brown, \’tis ne\’er been bland
Like the cute meadow hare so white
My mind ran amok with all might.

To climb the mountains, it went North
The forest of the East did flirt
And to dive in the sea, flew South
West beckon\’d with vast red desert
O! What a nice dessert was it!
But, soul of the core can\’t omit.

A daylight split the dark and dawn
Did him in, early morning blues?
Or fear of the heights made him fawn
May be chill of the night caus\’d bruise
The heavy rise of the pink Sun
Life not abrupt yet so much fun.

Down they flow with ardour a lot
The nectar from the mountains far
Big rhinos chase each sans a plot
And bathin\’ rainbows flee with scar
Tall grass hides many a lives wild
And joy of life in climes so mild.

The shame of Sapphire – all at sea
To ride the wave, who taught the fish?
They may rejoice their slip with glee
From the net to mouth-waterin\’ dish
Back on the beach, sands stand not bare
Sun-kissed kids scurry here and there.

When lucky eyes forget to blink
At endless wonder of expanse
Ah! Time too-too began to shrink
And space grew to keep me in trance
The stillness almost stopped my heart
Yet, clear heard tiny beetle\’s dart.

Ah! Lifeless sal trees stand aloof
The brown of summer gives a sting
Why the blackbuck kicks with its hoof?
Poor calf waits for the udder swing
But listen to the gentle wind
A honeyed scent fills the sour mind.

A small boon, crave did I, from Him
Bestow\’d instead, an Eden true
Ah! Nature\’s bounty filled to brim
Yet mortal heart yearns for more hue
Let sins die within my poor soul
And we thank thee for the kind stroll.

P.S: This simple poem is written in Iambic tetrameter with ABABCC rhyming sequence.
In this short piece, the author eulogies the different dimensions of Nature, which has been kind to his land.
In the first stanza, he feels blissful after seeing the many shades and hues that nature has painted its wide canvass. In the second stanza, the author promises to go to all the four directions to see the bountiful nature and he also reminds himself not to forget the center where the soul may reside.

The Sun wakes up slowly in the mountains of the north (Himalayas?). The author surmises the reasons for that but he concludes the third stanza by saying that it\’s fine to him because it slows the life.
After praising the mountain streams which give life to the forests below (Assam?), the fourth stanza celebrates the wide variety of wild life.
The fifth stanza is about the ocean in the south (Tamilnadu?), which is bluer than Sapphire. Then, it describes the fish playing in the waters and fishermen\’s children playing on the beach.
In the sixth stanza, the authors opens up his heart which is mesmerised by the vastness and quietude of the desert (Rajasthan?).
The sal trees (MP?) have shed their leaves and waiting for the rains. Even the antelopes are pushing their calves away because their udders have gone dry without green grass to eat. But the seventh stanza ends optimistically because the monsoon is on the way.
In the eight stanza, the author thanks the God or Nature but he complains that still he is not satisfied fully and his heart.

Author- Ravi R. Chokkalingam