Friday, October 19, 2012

the song of the rain

the song of the rain .
i was born pure at the heights of the skies
became soily as i planted passionate kisses on earth
painful though ,but to become the life sustaining force
causing the green carpet of life dance in glee everywhere.
yes is blessed to be soiled for the sake of others' joy.

----s.chandra kalaadhar

Friday, October 12, 2012

all attention to nature

even the faintest invitations of the tiny blades of grass are audible to me
and the weakest chirpings of smallest wings make the finest impact on my ears
the deepest silences of the majestic mountains convey me the loudest messages
and above the din of the roar of the giant waterfalls i trace the most solemn teaching.
-------s.chandra kalaadhar