To Upkeep. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In a detritus terrain land
Where the cow herds gracing their cows
Water is scarce, sun light is severe
Still they finds some water to quench thirst
Where it is kept in rock holes in rains
The rain water filled with extreme care
The cow herds leads their cows to drink
And then to take their own rest in shades
Every one is cared well by nature
Helps everything to little comforts of life.
Now the rock holes or rocky terrains are endangered
Man conquered the space with their own dwellings.