Back to
my haven home
Driving along valley, cut through mountain shores
Driving along valley, cut through mountain shores
Butting through my
memories
Through a calm culture stands the village Naduvil
Through a calm culture stands the village Naduvil
My
students after Jnaanam@Naduvil visit say -
There is a beauty that is present in every nuke and corner,
There is this pleasantness in the air there,
The love is rekindled everywhere there,
Super the serenity of the place, warmth of the home
There is a beauty that is present in every nuke and corner,
There is this pleasantness in the air there,
The love is rekindled everywhere there,
Super the serenity of the place, warmth of the home
"The
thoughts will automatically flow -
Think of your childhood days spent there,
Think of how it became your aim to renovate,
Think of the days which you spent with your friends and students there"
Anusha demands a poem on Jnaanam
Think of your childhood days spent there,
Think of how it became your aim to renovate,
Think of the days which you spent with your friends and students there"
Anusha demands a poem on Jnaanam
All love
Jnaanam
Village stands with us;
Smith to the priest knows
Mighty one lived there.
Village stands with us;
Smith to the priest knows
Mighty one lived there.
No large
and sinewy hands;
No muscles on brawny arms
Word of wisdom moves across
I see the whole world in the face,
I can hear the bellows blow;
Tough and strict me on wards
They see the flaming forge,
Learning sparks in shaping life
No muscles on brawny arms
Word of wisdom moves across
I see the whole world in the face,
I can hear the bellows blow;
Tough and strict me on wards
They see the flaming forge,
Learning sparks in shaping life
It makes
his heart rejoice
It sounds to him like
His father's unheard voice,
Singing from Paradise!
Think of the serving mom
Tearful eyes out toiling-sorrowing
It sounds to him like
His father's unheard voice,
Singing from Paradise!
Think of the serving mom
Tearful eyes out toiling-sorrowing
Little
attempt,
Something done,
Wanted to earn a repose
My worthy students gives no rest
Something done,
Wanted to earn a repose
My worthy students gives no rest
I taught
in flaming forge of life
Create fortunes; strive wrought;
My sounding lessons bounced back
My burning thoughts knocking
The dead silence away from home
Champed the Jnaanam@Naduvil
Create fortunes; strive wrought;
My sounding lessons bounced back
My burning thoughts knocking
The dead silence away from home
Champed the Jnaanam@Naduvil
Landing
back with grey hair
Standing perplexed and still
I had my phantom nights
In the lone house I slept
Listening to the soundless
Glow-worm-fly across dark stairs
Standing perplexed and still
I had my phantom nights
In the lone house I slept
Listening to the soundless
Glow-worm-fly across dark stairs
Lonely
strange and still dark
Answered cropping echoing
Smote your dream - never stop
Made my gloomy cloud away
Answered cropping echoing
Smote your dream - never stop
Made my gloomy cloud away
Now
Jnaanam made its sprouting
Fled into life of joy and learning
Creative innovative image building
Master's choice - chosen dreams!
Fled into life of joy and learning
Creative innovative image building
Master's choice - chosen dreams!
To build an image in life they come
Cutting mountain shores from far off
Across lands to the village - Naduvil
Students to haven home - Jnaanam
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