Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Nature's Wonders

This is my first ever poem, and guess when or where I wrote it?  It was in my 12th standard Physics lecture.  I was always termed as a talkative and naughty student, and I feel proud of it now.

I had sent this poem as an entry for a youth section in Indian Express newspaper back in 1996.  I had just scribbled the poem, but did not know what title to give, so I had written a note along to the editor asking them to help me give a title.  The editor was kind enough to title it "Nature's Wonders" and I have retained that title till date, and will continue to remain so as my appreciation to them.

It was such a joy seeing my poem in the newspaper.  It was a big achievement those days.  One of my friend's dad, Thanabalan uncle, who is no more, called me up to congratulate me, and the excitement was no less than receiving a gold medal. That uncle is a constant source of encouragement and appreciation.

As usual on a Tuesday, that's the day for the youth section, I eagerly scanned the newspaper for various talents displayed.  I saw this poem titled Nature's Wonders and began reading it.  The words felt so familiar, but I did not realize that it's mine.  Just out of curiosity, I saw the poet's name and there it was listed, Kavita, AFAC Junior College, and I had such a surge of adrenaline.  I still can feel the jitters.

With that note, I present my first ever poetry, Nature's Wonders... Thank you Indian Express!!!  Thank you Mama!!!


Nature's Wonders


Sun rises with a golden lining,
Moon with that of silver,
Nature is so full of beauties,
With all its bloom and bower.

Flowers with colours so bright
Symbols nature’s love and light.
The streams flow with sparkling water
Thro’ the valleys with joy and laughter.

Sunset portrays its golden beauty
And all creations go to rest.
Then nature opens its arms so wide
To gather all creation to her breast.

Though darkness blankets in the night,
The moon showers its moonlight.
Trees sing their sweet lullaby
For babies tired with play and cry.

All creations, both animals and plants
From pipals and babuls to crickets and ants
All offer God a song of praise
Thanking Him for His mercy and grace.


Penned in 1996

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