From a village at the valley of a hill in kerala (god's own country) in India a person went to the desert to work. On a sleepless night at wee hours being home sick, he sat up and wrote
'' The star studded azure sky at the yonder,
With an adolescent mind I stand aghast and wonder,
The occasional cooing of the birds breaking the solem silence ,
Hanging in the air and around is the devine presence,
The distant rumble of the cascade deepens the stillness,
The cool air caressing my soul into calmness,
The solitary light far out in the river getting cradled,
The shooting star at the backdrop for a moment flickered
How i yearn to be back at home,
The only abode from where solace can come.
Veeyam
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