A Heritage Space. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

There in a heritage building
An old home of pious ones
The compound is of having full of trees
They maintaining a little forest
Which keeps them healthy and wealthy
Not in worldly pleasures
But in human values they lives
The nature wonderfully bestowed them
Giving enough to eat and earn
Through the fruits of different varieties
The rare varieties, herbal ones
The nicety of nature they enjoys
An old building with tiled roof
With a large lean roof covered space
So much ornamented with earthen tiles
The cooling effect provides to the home
The earthen tiles for roofing purpose
Lavishly bestowed by sun rays and light
Nature made the place more beautiful
The meadows are not made by human skills
Nurtured by her the nature I sees
The Basal plants lavishly planted
Which purifies the air afresh always
Their the branches of Neem and herbal trees
Massages the home by help of good wind
Moreover there I saw a wonderful gift
A precious gift of filtered water pond
Not by human hand but by earth herself
May she liking so much the people
Came to the pond naturally maintained
Where they are collecting enough to drink
The overflowed water to nearby garden
The place so much interested and the nature
Nature so much precious and gives us enough
To eat and drink, entertain in leisure
The thing is that maintain it well.