You wouldn’t know me least of all recognise
O Himalayas but I do,
For as long as I remember reading through
books written about you,
My un-sharpened lanceolate blades of memory
drew grains of inspiration from you.
I look up through the haze of vagabond clouds
across visible horizons
Where you stand tall
through vicissitudes of primal living
I wonder again, would I live that long.
17 comments:
Last lines are brilliant. Love this...
Live Himalayan when you live, Alok :)
Rest, let's wonder together...wondering is my hobby :)
Good poem, my dear friend...
wishes,
devika
A good one alok. Are you refering to a saint?
That's the wonder! loved reading after long time from u buddy :)
Alok, a message to my friend Jeevan and perhaps you too...
"would I live that long." -- thinking about one's mortality is the most distressing aspect when it comes to enjoying a moment in time..
If one looks at a flower and wonder if he/she would live long to enjoy its beauty...that moment is lost in that thought..eventually the flower would die off too..
(perhaps the person wondering would die off before the flower, if destined)
Yet, knowing that the moment was supposed to enjoy the beauty of the flower could make one more focused on the beauty :)
and such moments joined together could finally offer one a life of beauty and joy...howsoever short or long it may be..
Its all predestined -- why do we wonder about that.
Said easily, but One do wonder also ...But its better to set aside that bit of selfish wonder...
Thats my reading :)
thanks to you Jeevan and Alok :)
wishes,
devika
We are always reborn someway or the other to see the world again.
I love this Alok - like you I stand in silent wonderment when in the company of mountains.
I do hope so :D
I've missed your tender poetry.
Jeevs: Thank you for those kind words
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Devika: Thanks for your views ..
As to your second comment ragarding mortality, I am afraid I was not able to communicate well enough through the poem ... the piece tried to make a very diffrent point than what you suggested ...
"Live long" has been talked in conjuction with Himalayas .. hence it cannot be abt physical life ... "Live long" was metaphorical here ...
Duration of man's physical presence has got no relation to how long he may live in this world .. N was exploring his contribution to society and the legacy that he will leave behind when he is gone and was comparing it with the Himalayas ....
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Venus: Thanks .... No it was not abt any saints ... I was reflecting more on one's contribution to society
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Jeevan, yes I know where you are coming from ... we all will my friend
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Priya: Thanks. Oh yes ... being a hindu I do believe in re-birth and karma
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Janice: Thanks. One feels so overbearing in such surroundings ... I always feel so humbled
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Miladysa: Thanks. I missed my own poems too :) Hope this inspires me to write better and with more clarity
Thank you all for dropping by
Alok
Oh okay Alok...
then I was not complete in my reading...happens with me..many a times I get back to the same poem to see if I was getting the full extract of it.
here, may be I need some time to get a feel of how you write :)
Just ready only one or two..last July/August. then you just went off the air :)
regards,
devika
again, you say it so well! I never could- that's why my work is so short and to the point. :)
Thank you for your kind words and visit. God Bless.
oh! you are back on blogging with a new theme. Thats wonderful.
Keep it up
Alok,
My apologies for taking so long to get here. You are thinking deep again my dear. I love it when you do that.
Soft love,
T
nice post!
BTW, how r u? Seems like I am visiting ur blog after ages :)
even longer than Himalayas...
it lives in you now...
impressive imagery...
loved the "vagabond clouds" and your "un-sharpened lanceolate blades of memory"
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