Much A Shaman Poem by Mahadevan Krishnan

On a late evening, on a damp path, the persona is carried away in the air, much a chill coupled with calls of the cuckoo bird reverberating at a distant, while the evening skyline stretches far bringing the persona to look into the past.

The persona recalls the pleasures that nature has to offer. Hardwood Angsana trees usually decades or centuries old, protected the neighbourhood from ferocious winds and weather. The landscape was probably much lush that nature (the trees) were there as a means of protection. Cold winds at night kept family members close with blankets around them at nights in their living rooms. The neighbourhood on some days came alive as children played under the starry nights. The persona recalls the lush vegetation around the neighbourhood that it supported the existence of a healthy eco-system.

In the final stanza the persona cherishes the experience during his/her childhood has been indeed a remarkable one and only nature could offer all his/her senses such a delight that is way beyond any other experience that life has to offer.