A baby's nostalgia

How rich and great the time when mother's love transformed
Me from a mere word 'baby' in her mind into a piece of flesh
That breathed of the eternal childly in her lap.
Unable to communicate in my pre-birth language
Despite my knowledge of wise words, I concentrated on
This 'Now' and dumbly let mother's words fill my infant's
Ears until the universal mother tongue 'mum, maa, muum'-
Meaning'I'm the baby you used to be', ripened in my ears.
My first earthly word which was already old when she
Was young, aroused in her a sublime state of nostalgia
And gave her a life time in an instant, 'now and here'.
A mortal moment that aught to have lasted for ever,
Had come and gone before I knew and I strive
To keep it alive in me as a session of the infinite.

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A brief contrast with rain

As nature's self a part, we both are form
Woven by the force which your bound ordains
And empowers you to overpower gravity
And survive your recurrent deaths.
As dawn, you leap over the void to reach
The stillness that moves above
Whence you descend to give growing things life.
Though you live out your life of service,
The turmoil of thunder and lightning
Is manifest order as no passionate warmth
Or sublimity raises its head in your heart.
Child like you do not understand the meaning
Of your own prattle of drip, drop, drip, drip.
Mine is acquainted with duality
And the internal pathos of conscious life.
Though my origin remains clay and desire,
Free of the limits of time
I could see beyond seeing itself
To reach and feel within the breast
As the warmth of earth gropes for roots

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