Saturday, March 17, 2012

Tree and Empathy


My blogger and FB friend Varsha Tiwary who hails from Central India, is a bureaucrat, poet, and someone who loves to live in balance with the body, listening to what it has to say.

Have a look at her two blogs,   Wholesome Options  and Poetic Break  .

  She recently posted a lovely capture of what she poetically described as , "Weeping Willow curtains Off the Beauty; as Mountain lake and Sky Become One."....;  possibly a scene at the window of a lovely mountain cottage that enchanted her...

 As she says , "Nature heals where nothing else can : age loneliness and much else......."

I agree. 

 (photograph by Varsha Tiwary)
She remembers
the house
with the lovely garden
where
she sat at the window
of her room
as a child,
hair freshly washed,
drying,
and a gust of mountain wind
would tumble it
over her face,
tickling her eyes.

 


Today,
she sits alone
in an empty house,
with a smooth shiny pate
in the company
of
the Emperor of Maladies.

The old tree
with a great memory,
and even greater height,
bends over
with its branches at the window,
trying
to see the little girl
who once sat there
long long time ago....

6 comments:

  1. Beautiful scenes can be easily captured in a camera but beautiful imagery and poetry is rare to find in today's fast moving world.I appreciate the grace and dignity of your prose and poetry Suranga . Thanks.

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    1. Varsha, Thank you for the kind words... greatly appreciated .

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  2. You have painted two beautiful portraits with the swift strokes of your pen. The portrait of an old lady resigned to a medico-philosophical tome set against the contrasting image of a child sitting at the window, her hair wet.

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    1. USP, thank you ! Kya Karein , I've seen both, and things just came to mind when I saw this beautiful photo.

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  3. Trees really have a personality and even memory. I am awed at your imagery with words...every time more than ever.

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    1. Sangeeta, thank you! Trees figure so many times in my poems, maybe I was a tree in my last life !:-))

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