The Ferryman. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Life experiences as a wide river
Or ocean with strong currents
Heavy tidal waves, and strong wind
Not to easy to cross with a little boat
Any time it is in danger of capsize
Any time it is in danger of destruction
The wind is the source of life always
A little part of wind life exists
I need a trustworthy boatman in the ferry
Who can safely help to cross the river
Or the ocean of life that I experience here
In early morning I calls him to help me
In dusk time I ask his talented assistance
I am no one to pay any reward that I knew
I am helpless human being to pay in return
Only I can pray myself in silence
That through the medium of wind sound and energy
Here there enough to guide my sailing
No doubt I will trust only the clever ferryman.