By The Side Of A Brook Poem by Valsa George
By The Side Of A Brook
On the bank of a rushing brook
I sat for hours watching its course.
Peered into the clear gurgling mass
That cascaded down from a mountainous source
Like a slithering snake, it slinks and slips
It babbles downhill night and day
Rolling and gliding thro plains and dales
It winds its way to the wider bay.
Dipping my fingers in its icy chill
How my hand got repelled as from a shock
In the ripples stirred by the kissing breeze
I saw trees, clouds and the jutting rock-
All floating in queer, fanciful shapes,
Shuddering, trembling and standing still
And the fishes leaving zigzag trails,
Swishing and swimming in the winding rill.
As I quietly watched her speedy flight
With her bosom rising in mournful heaves,
In my ears fell her whisperings soft
Orchestrated by the rustle of quivering leaves
I hardly knew the time speeding by
Nor noticed the birds' homeward flight
Or the Sun moving to the west end side
And the Sky reddening at his sight
As the brook thus continued her headlong ride
To be mingled finally with the ocean wide
I walked, brooding over man's relentless stride
To be merged eventually with the Cosmic Guide.
These lines once again prove that Ms Valsa George is gifted with a unique writing skill that empowers literature of poetry withstand the tests of time. The Poem Hunter Website needs to have such brilliant poets to keep the readers really engaged.What often happens is not to happen to her.. a tendency to flee the scene later. Keep it up as the journey has to be for better innings still.
Enjoyed venturing along a beautiful brook with such lovely and exciting images.
Ethereally beautiful, ripe with imagery, even and smooth flow-A real joy to read
Beautiful poem, Valsa. Thanks for mentioning it in a comment on my poem ONE PLEASANT MORNING. I especially liked the simile where you said the stream was like a snake.
A fantastic inscription has been made on Brook with touching words.This poem has a base finally on philosophy. As brook finally mingles in the ocean so also soul mingles with the supreme soul. In this regard it may be quoted..... As the brook thus continued her headlong ride To be mingled finally with the ocean wide I walked, brooding over man's relentless stride To be merged eventually with the Cosmic Guide. A brilliant poem brilliantly penned.10/10
What can I say? Absolutely brilliant! This lovely poem have made my day. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 5:05:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful poem with wonderful imagination and a great flow.