I reworked on a poem that I had written a few years’ ago – 27/12/2016 to be precise. I was on a holiday in Vietnam. Hubby and me woke up in the morning while the rest slept in and we walked up to the beach, which was a 5 minute walk from the hotel in which we and our friends were staying. There was a slight drizzle and barely anybody was in sight. So it was just us, the open sea, the skies and the hills. A blurry statue of Buddha could be seen on a hill-top in the distance.
Here is the revised version of the poem
The teaching of the skies
My mind’s a blank slate
My heart’s a placid state
I wake up, at the break of dawn
The pillows damp; I
The sound of the ocean beckons,
My drowsy eye awakens,
I walk towards the waves
They rise and fall; and rise again, I
watch them; still.
The sky, the sea, the hills: a hundred shades of grey,
“A thousand hues more- when you are ready,” they say
I feel the spray on my face
The taste of salt on my lips; I
breathe the petrichor.
A mellow, distant glow makes its way
A dog saunters, a bird soars; following the first ray,
High, high, high it goes
And takes with it my spirits low; I
gaze roused; enlivened
I’ll fall again; I am aware
As the waning moon, to rise, I dare,
There will be cheers; there will be tears
To thee I promise, to fight my deepest fears. I
too shall soar.
You can read the older version of the poem by clicking the link below. Let me know what you think of the revised version.
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If you like the poem, you can find more such poems, in my book – Roads – A Journey with Verses (available on Amazon.com and Amazon.in)