Rudraksha - Lxxxvi To Xc Poem by Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
Rudraksha - Lxxxvi To Xc
Lxxxvi
Sitting here on this vast sand bed of the sea-shore
I see the stallions of waves galloping towards the land
From where the infinite stretches of sea meet the sky
Reddened with the blood of sun slain by the knights of time
Lxxxvii
The mighty cavalry is checked at the water line and shattered
The slain sun resurrects by your boon and rises the next dawn
The mermaids rise dancing and singing welcome praise of
The prince in Golden charriot drawn by seven white horses
Lxxxviii
The terrific terminators could not hide behind the dark night
For it dawned unexpected and could not escape from the sun
Tail and head of the endless snake of time having been lost
Is crawling fast; who, saved you, knows forward or backward
Lxxxix
Waves, horripilations of the sea, appear for a moment and
Disappear by the next spreading all over, the waves of ecstasy
And merge with the salty sea water bubbling and foaming
Like a soul, on death, merges with the God in heaven
XC
It's thy teasing to make beauty and pleasure momentary
The waves which rise like the hoods of charmed serpents
To dance to the tune of MAGUDI the chamer plays,
Falls down and slither away to urge another to rise
MAGUDI js a musical instrument liike a flute with a wind reservoir
The superb imagery in this write makes a reader at close range to the sea. The immaculate beauty of God's creations have been painted on the beautiful canvas of this marvelous poem. Beautifully crafted and well executed.
Thank you very much dear poetess. The beauty which we see with our truthful eyes and enjoy with our immaculate hearts alone is blissful and takes us close to God.
Watching the rising and falling waves by the see has spurred a chain of thought to give rise to this beautiful poem. Serpent imagery is so charming. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you very much Savitaji for the appreciating comments. The rising waves reminds the hood of a serpent. the retreating waves have no head nor tail like time that has no beginning nor end
The first two quatrains are indeed marvellous! Rich imagination augmented by powerful diction! The image of the sun slain by the knights of time and the sky getting stained by sun's blood is quite catchy. Also the mermaids' dance at the sight of the resurrected sun.... and the sun's regal ride in the chariot!
Thank you very much Valsa George for the valuable appreciation. I have sincerely put all my energy to make the series beautiful and meaningful as well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/4/2025 9:36:17 PM # 1.0.0
Beauty and pleasure are but momentary. Yet, we crave for that charming vision of God's manifold creations of nature to live a life of joyous wonder. A Rudraksha created with shinning beads of delightful imagery.
Beauty created by God does not last long. In other words our eyes eyes are incapable to behold the beauty the creator fills in his creations for long. Such is his illusion.