The Truth Poem by Sathya Narayana
The Truth
TRUTH
During the scalding summer, how much
we yearn for a chilling morning drizzle? !
When in the bone biting winter lurch
don't we pray for a sunny sizzle?
Which season can man bear; I marvel
without a demur, to its full run? !
Yet swaggers he with synthetic preen
that he conquered the nature's riddle!
Come storm, Tsunami or some crisis
man at last comes to his consciousness
amidst falling contraptions of his
false conceptions and failed finesse!
Whence sprouts from the ruins of reason,
rationale and dialectics; the Truth
the vital Truth; that's beyond his breadth
to see, feel, deal, conceive and reckon! !
On that day when he is at his wits end
...no way to fight, no where to run and hide...
he can only seek the help of the Hand unseen
and kneel with faith before those Feet divine!
It is usually when we are suddenly faced by crisis, that we reach inside to find the devine help that was there all along. If we all could live in present moment in touch with all of our divinty, life would be sublime. thank you Sathya for this inspiring poem. 10/10
You have dealt with a difficult subject very deftly Sathya...good write 10 from me
'Come storm, Tsunami or some crisis Man at last comes to his consciousness' Very true indeed it s wen something like this hapens that man...realizes their faults...but somtimes it s almost too late.......
Nice piece Sathya, the truth leaves you with a feeling of freedom. Beutiful piece and true! ! 10+
The face of truth is not horrible for a faithful soul, and the nature clearely tought us everything, to realise it is tough, nice job 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 9:13:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i marvel at yr ability to deal with the most difficult of the subjects with such agility-the age old strife of nature and humanbeings the later alwayz trying to conqre the former and exacting some kind of sadistic pleasure from the act-but nature never gives up it renews itself with the hope that someday humans will learn to enjoy the nature in its raw form---very well written and i njoyed reading it. thanks