And For You, My Dear, Lilies And Roses Poem by Raj Arumugam

the waves break between
the giant crags
and sing their broken lines:
and for you, my dear,
lilies and roses,
for you alone
sweet angel mine


one comes in here center stage
and takes applause awhile;
and each gains one’s just and unjust reward
in the days of one’s breath and life;
one drinks of the cup of infamy
and one gets love and adoration;
one gets wealth
and one is smothered with pain and desolation;
but as
you are mine,
you are mine
and so for you, my dear,
for you who sings all your days
and weaves all night
there are
lilies and roses
lilies and roses
for you darling mine


O see the helpless world roll by,
pure lotus mine;
and see nature unfurl its arms;
watch with me
watch silently
sweetest angel mine -
watch the green grass grow for sturdy Tom
and the rivers flow for unfortunate Ming;
and the hills roll for the flautist shepherd
and snow falls for Lillian lost and cold;
ah let us watch silently
let us observe
the dark earth for the farmer who dies at a stroke
and the sky for the lonely dead
and for the various anonymous
dark wood and fire and ashes
but for you, my dear,
for you - O sweetest breath of the forests,
for you are
the wild flowers and red red roses…
for you who sing all your days
and weave all night
the beauties of nature
are always yours
always yours


and let us listen a while
now before we go
let us listen
as the winds whistle between
the bamboo
like broken words
in gaps between one’s teeth:
and for you, my dear,
lilies and roses,
for you sweet angel mine
for you alone are these
sweet angel mine