This post is special to me………its’ a poem written by my father (Late Ramesh Garg), sometime in 1989, which I just found in his old papers … I hope you like it, as much as I did.
By Ramesh D. Garg
(sometime in 1989)
The silvery bright day
Melted into a golden evening
And drowned into darkness of night
Bit by bit, from moment to moment.
A veil of silence descended
Embracing and wrapping
Everything in its folds.
It brought stillness
Not the stillness of death
But a pause between movement of music, to
Bring forth new life with
A new melody and a new harmony.
Life is a movement from
Moment to moment,
From a stage to stage, a
Changing of colours and sounds.
It is an impulse to bring movement in stone
Order in the chaos and absurdity of existence.
Life bursts forth of nothing
It moves turbulently and disorderly
Like a spring seeking its way
Into unknown, seemingly searching
For a meaning and harmony in
The pile of disorderly fragments.
Life bursts forth like a current
Breaking out of rocks
Sweeping aside all barriers
Pouring out like a formless
Mass of water seeking its’ way
Out of unknown.
Drawing out random shapes
Piecing them together, to
Discover form, meaning or an essence.
Life moves on and settles down
Like a river finding its way
Binding itself between banks.