A Poem Woven In Deference To C.V.Raman Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Myriad salutes to the first non-white fellow
who attained Nobel Prize for physics in 1930.
Our chests swell up to the Everest
with the pride of such Himalayan compatriots!

Mother nature fed him the elixir of Green;
the Mediterranean sky and the azure glaciers
took his fancy to the land of 'the scattering of light';
a stallion conviction galloped past the horizon!

His patriotism sparked even on the host soil;
the egoist soul held the head high against giant waves!
His lion heart could not swallow the sight of two senior heads,
so blatantly deprived of their very deserving foreign crowns!

The agnostic veteran mostly cocooned in his secluded cell;
loved to spread out among human flowers and tender nature.
As an octogenarian he finished most of his important tasks
before he set out on his final journey back to his real home!

He is yet alive in form of a tree that stands out
in the big crowd of all botanical kith and kin:
wind whispers to the leaves the tale of spectra;
how shafts steep things in glorious glow by a divine mantra!