THE MYSTIC NATURE
The night is still, with a light breeze,
No sound of the wee cricket or the majestic owl,
All the beasts of the night are in their dens tonight.
I, a lonely figure walking by!
I looked up at the inky black sky and felt the moon peering down with sadness,
With quizzical eyes I asked him, “what ails thee?”
He whispered to the leaves in a mystical voice, who rustled it to my ears,
The moon was sad as none of his night friends was around tonight.
He had risen with a lovely smile to greet his friends
But lo! None of them was there.
I sighed in sympathy, but some corner of my heart was happy to know,
That I am not alone tonight unlike other nights, I had company.
Two loners in the still night!
I walked barefoot on the grass crushing the dewy pearls under my feet,
Pondering upon the sadness we shared.
Lost in thought I continued when suddenly the light breeze kissed my cheeks
And whispered, “In thy sorrow thou forget the beautiful view ev’ry night.”
Alas! How foolish had I been to drown the scenic beauty in my grief.
As I eagerly looked up at the moon to cheer him up with the idea I saw him smile and wink.
The breeze was his herald, doing his bidding to sentient me to the beauty around.
The moon, though far and alone, enjoyed while I remained a sad creature,
Then I renounce my sorrows to look upon the glory of nature.
The dew-pearls on purple flowers, those moist green-yellow leaves,
The sweet scented breeze singing a mystic melody,
The clear black sky dotted with twinkling stars.
Lost in the orphic resplendence I floated to another world
Where the trees could sing and music played on the gentle wind,
Where the moon was dressed in a silvery gown of moonlight,
Where everything came alive and unfolded the mysteries that surround mankind.
I was reminded of the lines, “all around is gently bound and makes us all a part.”
I then understood that I too was a part of this spirituality and we completed each other,
We are not different but complementary.
If we can spare some time to spend with and understand the world around us
We will not be so alien as we feel, unaware of the spiritual beauty of the outer world.
Angarika is currently pursuing College for Women, Delhi University. She can supposedly write on any topic but with us here at Observer’s Paradise, she will be writing about Life. Check out her post every Monday!.Hons. from Indraprastha