Shelter Home Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

Rains and floods of all seasons
Surrender to her shelter home.
Hot flames and drought of all times
Succumb to her shelter home.

It stands with its four doors open
In the heart of the tiny lagoon far off the lands wild.

Care and love are its first two pillars,
And concern and attachment are the other two pillars.
Down the times immemorial her shelter home has stood there
Through the thick and thin of all civilizations!

A shelter home of the righteous mother, sister or daughter
That has four doors open for your entry.
'O man, living in the wild of your fantasy and passion
Come to reside in this shelter home of hers'.

It is in a lagoon of all perfection manifest
And it is built of no brick and mortar.
It is carved out of the stone of suffering
And it is roofed with the feathers of sacrifice.


Her shelter home will stand alone in the lagoon
With a million stars smiling at it all the nights.

Minds and Hearts of men from lands will once
Surely be seeking asylum in this shelter home.
And then with your wild lands turning barren for ever
O man, you will be surrendering to her for ever.

First submitted: Sunday, January 06,2013