A great architect he is, everyone believes.
He does not leave anything incomplete…I was born of him
and so he stands to teach a great lesson of togetherness.
Guru told and I stood with class fellows and heard,
I did not know what he meant and so I returned and asked.
Ma told guru was right, for an unknown looks after…
He is the spirit behind the creation, man fails to understand
and going back to fine old days, uplifts and you’re a flying kite.
I look at the vast fields, green and golden, and the grey clouds
like a thunderbolt as tall thin sticks of maize grow and flutter
with bushels like crowns on top, I stand amazed.
Ma told to enjoy soft voices and aroma of life and nature.
I wished to see a pattern in the manner of paddy fields
and hear what they spoke and how I smelt, and felt the touch
as noisy water channels continued to fill fields to enrich grains
while clouds awaited decree of lord Indra.
