MY LAND
Dr. B. Parvathi
Traveling down the time’s stream
On a raft of adventure
I look up to the brightness of a marrow
Future’s fulfillment of yesteryear’s dreams
Visions of my land for a brighter dawn
The tri-colour fluttering in the wind
As flowers from it shower
Thrills my whole being and moistens my eyes
A feeling unparalleled, akin to love -
Love on a liberating scale
an ennobling, delivering, elevating thrill
Will I pass the stream a quarter hence
Will I feel the thrill on the
tri-colour’s flutter
If not, I tell my children, think of your
mother
On this very day a quarter century later
who had just a drop of the patriot’s blood in her.