The Great And Graceful Poem by Pulakkumar Ditti

The flower withstands the heat
and dust of the day;
wrath and blows of the storm.
Tired and exhausted in the evening.
But unblemished, untarnished,
It looks calm, serene and cool,
The great and graceful.
I see a sea in the eye. Take a dip.
I go deeper and deeper.
Fathomless it is!
I am scared, I am afraid, I am coward.
I withdrew, I resign in fear.

The smile immaculate!
It wakes up my nerves.
They shake with tinkling all over.
Gives a feel like morning sun in the winter.
But chill goes down the spine.
I am lost and so is the universe.