The soil of the village <br />touched my soul <br />with ancient scent! <br /> <br />In the center of village <br />there is a temple <br />enveloped by flowers <br />of purple, <br />with ample fragrance <br /> <br />Besides temple, <br />a lake <br />stirred by silent ripple <br /> <br />In the temple <br />there is a chariot <br />in which lies god's <br />portrait! <br /> <br />Festival season <br />bestows chariot <br />to streets! <br /> <br />Chariot with might thread <br />treads into streets <br />with sandal fragrance <br />and pious caravan <br />in the early dawn <br /> <br />Green plants in the fields <br />bowed heads with their booty <br />likes brides shows their shy beauty! <br /> <br />The school <br />still echoes village <br />teacher murmurs, <br /> <br />In the night <br />village withdrew <br />into silence <br />under sky's stillness <br />stars hanging from invisible <br />black tree like pearls <br />thrown by naughty moon! <br /> <br />Village is an 'ode' <br />in the god's abode<br /><br />Mula Veereswara Rao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-ode-to-village/
