A friend of mine recently sent me this picture and asked if there was any poem related to it written by me. When I saw it, I was completely enthralled by the beauty of the click captured by him. This picture along with the dusking sky was taken when the evening moon had just risen and the sun was about to set. It portrays the very famous Vitthala temple situated in Hampi, Karnataka.
The most amazing thing which caught my attention was the 150 year old champa tree which stood there till now with that same might and strength, enhancing the elegant scenery, hence proving that ‘Age is just a number’…
At that very moment I was short of poem, while writing it I was short of words…
The beauty is immense and I am speechless.
But still I have tried to mould it in my own words…
Guarding its own abode for the years from now
Adorned with pristine, elegant, white flowers
Stands the mighty creature, with its branches to bow.
Under the dusking sky ready to be covered with stars.
As the evening moon rises high
Spreading its own shade around
The temple tells the stories who passes by
With silence in the air without a pinch of sound.
They say, time makes you old
They say, you lose your beauty and strength
They should see this living being, so tall and bold
Enticing the whole world since the day it was meant.
I think, the branches would talk with the pillars
When the night falls, everyday and every year
To share their happiness and sometimes their tears
How to impress the folks coming from far and near.
The urge to convey their legendary tale
Encourages this panorama to never fall and stumble,
Filling every heart with awe and respect
Beholding that Age is just a number…
Photo credits : Akash Khyadi