My Grass Daffodils

Dedicated to my neighboring Agri. University Lawn, Kanpur India. My Grass Daffodils The Sun was trying to hide away, The Stars were yet to shine on way, The trees were silent, But the breeze was a little violent. In the fading golden light of Sun, I was lost in simply watching, The spreading beauty of Yours in abundance, The ravishing beauty, was trying to stop me to leave, To hear and to feel, the music of winds and Daffodils, Coming from the swinging and singing grasses, From which every year comes out, my yellow daffodils. Every year I wait for them to come out, Every year they wait for the raindrops to shower, To show their short but enchanting appearance On the neighboring grassland. In those memorable moments, Which sometimes I have spent, In the alluring company of my sweet Daffodils, I have tried to take away with me, The swinging and singing splashes of my grass Daffodils. They come out every year, In several hundred thousands of numbers, When ever the rains start showering its love, Only on the grass lawn of Agri. University. I often try to understand, how even a thing like grass, Can be so beautiful and so fascinating, That, any one can get lost, In the eternal joyous singing and Swinging of these Grass Daffodils. In mild rains they bloom, without rains they died away, Like humans, who gets faded and dull without love And one day fades away or become jealous or cruel, Without the tender care and love. Every year you fascinate me, every year I get lost in you, O my childhood friend from where you have come, And to where you would go like a mystery of life, I do not know. Once the rains are over, You vanish like the diminishing light, Like me you also seem to love, The rains and its mild showers, as a blessing on us. I know like humans, You also do not like too much of rains, And too much of showers, Which can spoil the beauty of your petals, And the beauty of you, my amazing Daffodils. But like the Grecian Urn, you will continue To bloom and smile, On the grass lawn of Agri. University during rains, And after that on the pages of my mind, heart and soul, You would shine like the Sunshine, Till I am living and dreaming on this earth. Ravindra Kanpur India 26th July 2010