Tsy Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

4. THE SYSTEM- - DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

The subtleness I muse
This moment, singular,
The saga that amuse
My inmost core,
The puzzle bewildering
That does play the role
Tranquilizing!

The truth masked an’ dense,
The sky is blue, may be false;
Who knew the eternal hue?
How many rhymes unsung anew?

Where this way does end my pal?
Here, there or nowhere we know-
Why you mum as the clever doll,
That would spell the ultimate goal.

Wheeling the cyclic rhythm,
Rolling the Wheel non-stop;
The solitary Star twinkling hum;
The Vision is clear, pure an’ calm.

The notes feathery, lovely,
Breezy; the lute heavenly;
I don’t know the chariot,
Where does my Arjuna fight?

Flows the Gaga, day-night,
Flutes the banyan leaves,
Roars the raining clouds,
Trembles the moonlight!
Draws the structure,
Paints the picture,
Streams the System
To the Sea sanctum!