Realization Poem by Narayanan Nair. P Perunthanam

Realization
Blue sky fails to pacify
White hills hide purity
Green lacks prosperity
Where: soul's solidarity?
Allah creates Men and all
Birds, rivers, fish, hills tall
And commands progress
Grace, Peace- we reverse.
Mosquitoes end, sadly,
Destined under our palms
Crooked Jealousy, gladly
Conquers Peace, with Arms.
Fences indifferently defend
Pride others rudely offend
The scent of Peace spreads
Only from the Divine blooms.
'VIBGIOR' in Black merge
They in pea-cock quill emerge
Lord Krishna 's yellow dress
Beams Divine Love stress.
His tune in flute enervate
Free us from dancing Ego.
And here all faiths do mate
Only in India: all live and go.