A Three Part
Poem
And when he reached
On top of a mountain
He saw Absolute
Silence
And Profound
Loneliness
Waiting to greet him
“Once or twice in
every century
Someone like you
comes here
To meet us and to be
a part of us”
They said in a
voiceless language
Smiling warmly at him
Then he looked down
the mountain
Every one below
looked so small
In size and thoughts!
He wondered whether
He really belonged to
this planet!
Then some thought
struck him
And he just laughed
“These are all just
images!”
He whispered to
himself
****
And when he looked up
at the sky
For the first time he
heard
Melodious sounds
Which the stars where
making
While twinkling with
one another
With melodious tunes
of stars!
They were talking
with one another
And he soon began to
understand
Harmonious language
of stars
It appeared they were
souls
Of immortal men and
women
Who lived here
centuries ago
One of them twinkled
at him
As if to ask
something to a new climber!
And next moment it
twinkled again
As if it had got the
answer!
They knew him!
They knew him all
along!!
He was after all not
lonely
On the top of a
mountain
*****
And what did the
little star ask?
He tried to recall
but failed
The Age, the biggest
thief of time,
Was playing mischief!
Or may be all his
memories
Had become trivia!
He was neither living
In memories of past
Nor in hopes of
tomorrow!
He felt free from
bonds of his memories!
He recalled what
little star was asking him
“Which values
Did you sow on
Earth?”
“Oh!” He was taken by
surprise
Little star didn’t
want to know
About his
acquisitions, achievements and combats!
He also did not want
to know
Height of mountain he
had just climbed!
He was asking only
about his farming skills!!
Back in his village
an old farmer used to live
He wondered he could
be still alive
Next time he would
visit his village
He would ask him
about
Science of sowing
seeds of values
In memories of mankind
And then he would
come again on this mountain
To reply to this
little star
He resolved