‘Lessons’, by the fields
As we stood near the edge, staring at the fields,
My father said “Look at them, they are also my children, and parents.
In the Future, they shall be yours my son,
To foster, and care for, as we do you, and they do us.
“Learn every pattern, learn every colour.
Learn how to read each crop and tree.
Learn how to foretell rain, or a perfect time to harvest.
Learn all these vital things from me”
Ten years in age, I stood next to father there.
As he told me of the knowledge I needed to bear,
I wondered how I could learn all these things
If I was capable of taking care of my ‘family’.
What if I don’t do things right?
What if I don’t have enough power or might?
What if I don’t take proper care of them?
Or I am irresponsible? Father wouldn’t be pleased.
Smiling Knowingly, Father said:
“Son, you can do it, I know you can
These are also the ‘fields of life’
And you will grow, if you want, into a capable MAN”
The Purest Being of All
She is gentle and kind, with an eternal smile.
She never shows anger, hate or fear.
She is patient. The most blessed one.
With no greed, she uses only what she needs
From her, we should learn to share, to be selfless.
She gives to all, but rarely takes.
She never shouts, whines or curses.
But we can see her everlasting bruises.
As she never fights, never angers,
She is ‘perfect’, and thus bears all of mankind’s lashes.
She never seeks revenge for all her pains.
The purest one, she leads to only others gains.
She isn’t a woman, a fish, a bird,
A many-legged insect, a rat, a toad.
What she is- we all ignore,
But I salute you
O Noble Tree!
