It's a fabian story , entwined by more of myth

Whence that I were a child that i learnt it

And cherished in the bottom of my heart

For the years to come by

To tell the world one day

The enigma of it

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The story begins in a rustic aura

Amidst bountiful nature that there was cradled a remote village

By the riverside , the waters flowing sluggish

With tiny boats plying along those waters

Mutely carrying on the exodus , voyage to distant lands

And here that dwelt the flautist , a youthful boy in his teens

With a waft of disheveled tresses atop his square head, and deep blue eyes

And always that he shows a wan smile upon his queer face

The "nature boy " lived in this riverine village

In a dilapidated old house all of his own

Coz he had no one to look after

And he would play the flute oft

Whence it seemed that the old scenario is revived

By the magical instance ……….. of the flute playing

And like a fairytale that the rains would usher and the snowflakes fall beneath on earth

Seasons would change, gliding into one another as he plays his magical flute

As if Gods were appeased and would bestow their blessings upon a fallow earth

He was " magical " , like a myth ……………… that nature boy !

And one day that he was no more

And no one knew where he gone

The charismatic flute would never play now

As if a curse loomed now over this land

The mellow magic of nature was lost

Gloominess loomed large

Like a nightmare the days followed

And the flautist never came home !

The land perished amidst putrefaction

Life  ………… no more the same

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This story that left a deep impact upon me !

And i wanted to share it with you

Its a simple story, and has no moral

Yet it moves me ………………….

And at the end that i tell you

Though its puerile to glance at life from such perspective

Yet don't deny the myth and the magic

Don't deny the simplicity of nature

Live and let live

Love and let love

Don't deny 'yourselves '

Coz then that you deny "God "

Heaven and hell —- Oh ! what a difference they make

We think of heaven whence we think about the omnipresent

He who masterminds our lives, twisting and tossing it amidst the adverse tides of destiny at times

And molding it , setting ourselves adrift in the right path of life

We succumb either in our tough ordeal, or that we move on fearless

Carrying on the burden of our mortal lives

And whence we die , our soul now that drifts into Gods heavens

Hitherto unfelt of

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Whence “we” imagine the heavenly sky to be of a purple hue

Where the sun never sets

And sweet daffodils sway gently upon green meadows

And that the metaphorical "we" lie amidst these green fields for hours

And watch the imaginary purple sky drift over ourselves

“We “……….. in heaven ………… that's paradise !

And hell ? whence our deeds and actions upon earth are negative

That we devoid of inner peace and well being , we utterly restive

And with unhappiness looming large , we die amidst this grayness

Our restive souls " not laid to rest " !

Coz there's no soul to say our last requiem

The gashing scars and bleeding wounds inflicted upon our souls haven't healed though

The metaphorical soul …. lost its purity whatsoever

With broken wings , it cannot fly to reach the skies so high !

That "we" lost now in the cover of our sins

Groping our way amidst the fuzziness of hell !

That our vision is blurred, the void is dark

And there's no light to kindle the path

Can no one grant ourselves salvation amidst this wretched dark

Buried amidst the looming stench and putrefaction

That “we” cry " God, take us over

Grant us deliverance "

That “we” pray " God, we in anguish

There's no choice in it

Take us over

Grant us salvation "

That “we” implore " God, lay ourselves to rest upon heaven "

And , “we” imagine the plangent light impacts every soul ?

And heals the raw wounds inflicted upon many a bleeding one ?

Coz , God bestows kindness upon all creatures , small or big

Good or bad, coz all but His children

And that there's no "Lesser God "

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“We” in heaven, God's paradise

Farewell, farewell thee, our mortal lives

Should I believe upon you, stranger ?

Coz u that elusive and I know nothing about you

Lest I bear a certain penchant towards you

And I like you more and loathe you little

Though I hesitate to call you friend

You …. neither a foe lest that u're mysterious

Stranger , stranger from afar ……….

Your face …. that shrouded amidst the obscure dark

Indistinct and dark that u are

Like a moonless sky that is but devoid of light

Gently deluging the prevailing dark

Stranger, stranger from afar !

U have come from the land far away , crossing the seven seas

U have pervaded the lofty mountains and vanquished a thousand obstacle

In ur rendezvous through the dense canopy of forest lands , in ur fearless exodus

Past the never ending roads of life ……………. you have seen and learnt more

And here u are ! to light away the murkiness of our lives with the light of profound wisdom

U have come to enable ourselves see the earth through your eyes

And u have come to propagate the long lost "words" of gold that thou captured amidst life's exodus

U lest came for a benevolent cause ………… u not profane

And I like you all the more

And i'd now that like to call u friend

If u only grant me thou friendship

Coz friendship knows no barriers whatsoever

A friend begets friend

Tis like a spark creating extraordinary results

We are but discontented, utterly frustrated in our own way

With life's paradoxes, that lest should be shrouded in obscure

Coz we mortals and meager mortals alone

Inhibitted by the indelible rules of the endless cosmos

Of which we but an integral part ……. like a tiny speck in the sands of immortality

We ………. stupefied at life's play, a queer game after all

We know not where 'we' begin our lives , and where 'we' end

We know not what keeps us going in life

Lest we all move on, like a pilgrim's progress

Past life's exodus , stumbling and falling, standing up and walking again

We move on ……………

And we pray " God, we travel alone these roads of life

When lost and lonely, find us "

With unerring faith upon the Supreme, He who rules our lives

The ubiquitious, the omnipresent

We move on with undettered belief

And at last whence upon reaching those distant horizon with the fathomless skies

As we look back, we find what we left behind

Engulfed amidst obscurity, indistinct 'reflections ' that they are

As our lives end upon this b'ful planet

And with outstretched arms, confronting the endless expanse of the skies

We welcome the ultimate cessation of mortal desire and whims

We die, knowing only too well that we now that thrust into a different world

With the sky so high and the seas so blue

We ……….. in God's paradise