Air, Water and Soil…

a poem by Ramachandran Nair R

Air, water and soil are my best friends,
In whom I bestow my whole life,
Remain in peace and harmony as never before.

Worked on air, water and soil and earned all I could hold,
Asking my greed to keep away so that I lost nothing in return,
Trusted the trinity and played thrift with continued success,
Earned I good health, happiness, peace and prosperity,
Regardless of the commotion created around by the greedy.

Asked my friends to follow this path,
Never to return back finding blockages on the way,
Daring all the devils that raised their heads of shame.

Saved is my life and that of the universe,
Over the dread and mysteries that passed by,
In a world already weary of hate,
Lighting the light of hope that I never had before.

Ask me all your genuine needs,
Riding on your horse in a wonderful turf,
Enjoying a life worth living.

My mind is filled with joy spilling all around,
You too can grab and hold as much as you can.

Beware of your own greed of today,
Entertain that not as that can deprive your need of tomorrow,
So hard to make up the loses of the invaluable,
That air, water and soil can only provide aplenty.

Fair play is the game I loved to play,
Riding on the shoulders of my mother earth,
I live under the watching eyes of Sun, Moon and Stars,
Enjoying the life seen and unseen,
Named and unnamed in the mills of pseudonyms,
Daring to air the feelings that cannot be watered down,
Soiled only my body and saved my soul for a life unseen.