Soil

The chief venue for life and death
And for rebirth for virtues and values
Ebbs and tides; victories and failures
You let a struggle go on till breath;

The kite soars and soars; the thread
Helps it fly high and high into the sky
In a boy’s hands in the plains stand by
Falls to you alone with tail and head;

The athlete jumps with all his vigor,
And sky-touching spirit as a big prize;
But comes back to you in his tiny size;
The stars mock at over aiming nature;

The farmer ploughs in sweat his fields;
The sense of duty for life of creatures
The sense of beauty for due pleasures
Growing from your heart your yields;

The patriot fights a relentless struggle;
Dies for the image in endless chronicle;
Merges you as a tiny deathless particle
To rise again to face the pathless tangle; 

To offer life, you are the life-fountain;  
The life to offer breath from your heart;
The life to pour growth from your part;
An inexhaustible source for all to attain;

Published in Contemporary Literary Review India
ISSN 2250-3366
eISSN 2394-6075
Vol 2, No 2: CLRI May 2015
http://www.literaryjournal.in/index.php/clri/article/view/51/40
http://www.literaryjournal.in/index.php/clri/article/view/51