Poems 
The Crescent Moon
by TA Ramesh

What a pleasant evening this evening is!
The silent crescent moon in the sky,
The trees of the land and the clouds of the sky,
Standing still at the majesty of the moon,
The gentle breeze from the South moves with ease.
All these, nature’s silence mocks at mans violence!

This silent beauty never fails in duty.
Moon, stars, trees, birds do their jobs.
But for the poets who is there to appreciate them?
Yet the beautiful jobs they do, they do perfectly!

There are so many things to be learnt from Nature.
Nature is a lover of perfection through creation.
Man alone part of Nature can think and do great things,
But most often fails to think and achieve perfection!
Indeed Man but not Nature is a great mystery!

August 27, 2006

Photograph by Rajender Krishan

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