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

Gently tip-toe.


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.

Nature, heals all!


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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 and

Posted by:Smitha V

A banker by profession, a blogger by choice, a poet by accident, and an artist at heart. Imperfectly perfect - that's me. Welcome to my world!

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