Poetry: A Summer Spent With God

It was not the first time I was in God’s land

It was the first time though

I understood God’s creations

The flowers, the wind and the rains

The land, spores and grains

For the first time I had a talk

With God and its creations

For the first time, I looked differently to situations

I found that every movement, every person

Every bit, every minute

Has its purpose

Every word, every silence

And every smile

Has its purpose

A moment when nature talks to you

A moment when silence has meanings

A moment when nature become poetry

And each moment of life becomes soulful

I walked alone throughout different

Parts – hills, jungles, land, lakes and rivers

Some places were frightful but

It never felt like I was alone

Someone was always walking along

Someone all the time holding my hand

Someone always listening to my silence

Someone always talking to me

In Most soothing tone.

Whenever I got tired someone was there

To lend me a shoulder to keep my head

And have a sleep.

Whenever I got afraid someone was there

To hold my hand and press it lightly

And give me a relief.

Whenever I was missing something

Someone came from the back

And gave me a pat.

The sea waves had a new meaning

To understand

The butterflies had a new meaning

To fly

The flowers had a new meaning

To bloom

The nature had a new meaning

To zoom.

The wind had a purpose in its

Direction and speed

The waves of the sea had a purpose

In its force

The low tide and high tide

Presented a new meaning to life.

The depth of the sea is not in its

Measurement but

The amount of life treasure it allows

To grow.

The purpose of wind in its direction and speed

Is spreading the seeds of life from a space

Of life to lifeless so that

Every place becomes full of life.

I learnt how each component of nature

Lends its hand and helps in full blow

For all the purpose that has intensity

And gravity of meaning in its positivity.

How when a flower is at its full bloom

And its seed is ready to spread

The wind carries it in her lap and moves it

Somewhere far away where earth is

Seeking life.

How once the seed is thrown on the land,

The earth takes it inside her

To provide her all strength to grow

A seed into a newborn plant.

How once wind and earth has done its job

The rains take the charge

To let seed grab some of its water

Essential for its growth into a plant.

How sun and moon, day and night

Take their turn to complete the

Cycle of life and the lifecycle

Of a day!

The whole conversation with

God for the first time

Changes everything in me

And everything around me

That was the summer of my life

That was the summer of my life

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