NALINI
1
Long back in Himalayas,
In the dawn,
The sun rose merrily ,
Like a graceful saint ..
2
The sun shone like a saint,
with uncut hair and nail and ash ,
And doing penance for years in nude glittering,
And withstanding the cold of winter and the heat of summer.
3
He fears not, he is kind
And apt to articulate anything in the universe.
He announced with pleasing and brave face.
4
He resembled like a victorious king,
Who prepares to conquer his enemy,
And like a child who feels happy,
When he gets a toy to play.
5
It is certain that there is none,
In this universe like him , who is so satisfied in his own Dharma,
No one else has raiment of a yogi,
And none is more fortunate than him for he remains the perfect.
6
The man who has the habbit of doing penance,
Who stood on the top of the mountain,
Enjoyed the beauty of the valley,
Like a bird which searches its nest in the midst of forest.
7
The forests are full of many animals live and blossomed trees
Is like a picture painted on a cloth,
Which seems tiny
If looked faraway.
8
Once he was attracted by the beauty of the garden in the town,
Which is enriched by streams larger than ponds ,
And shredded flowers and cuddled by the west wind.
( These lines are translated from a famous Malayalam poem called NALINI written by Kumaranashan)
