I saw thee dragging thy feet up the stairs
Making me watch every movement of thine
Step by step, you steadied up,
Thy broad smile hiding all thy effort
What angel pushes thee up no eye can see.
I saw thee stretching, hugging the mother earth,
Rising and falling while crawling all the way;
All to thyself, no pitfall to frighten thee,
Nor danger lurking can stop thee going
And when the journey was finished there is that glow
“Who can beat me in the race?” thy challenge goes out
Thou art the victor in all such deeds.
Thou wert the star attraction of all ages,
Napoleon acclaiming thee as the greatest of all creation;
Saintly Gandhi hugged thee to press his lips on thine
“Chacha” Nehru crawled by thy side forgetting his power and pomp;
Can the royal throne or sceptred sway provide anything equal to thee?
Thou hast remained through ages humanity’s main hope in a naughty world.
Why did the Buddha see in thy birth unredeemed sorrow and suffering?
Why was it that Jesus saw in thy advent the gnawing pain of unsullied sin?
Or why was it the great Sankara said that thy emergence was enveloped in ‘Maya’ or illusion?
Thou did confound every philosopher and kept to thyself the mystery surrounding thy species
Thou an enigma and a riddle proclaiming the unanswerable divine will.
Still the world all over rejoices in thee and gives thee royal welcome
Without thee life is a desert with no flower to bloom,
Without thee the sweetest of poetry finds no place in heart
Thou art the greatest messenger of love
And give thy message to everybody, “Love thy neighbour as thou lovest thy child,
And see in every person a latent child
And discard all hatred that corrodes the soul.”
What more sublime is there than thy living touch
What greater joy is there than thy winning smile?
For me thou art a Supreme Phenomenon
With none to surpass not even the father, nor the mother.
( This poem was published in Indian Express, Hyderabad (A.P.) Daily Edition dated November 09, 1986. )