March 26th 2019A Story by anandboseIt's a JournalEvening
soaked itself in Mesmeric Colors"sunset spread the colored wine of joy on the
clouds"children flew in the sky as monads"Oh God calm my restless
spirit"personify my body with the ecstasy of an epiphany. Night came
in softly as a singing duet"the moon became a soul of passion"there was the
howling of dogs"are they the symbolism of death"poems twinkle in the sky"shadows
of the moon cast a gentle web on the trees"beauty of the night is a figure of
speech. I woke at
six in the morning and I had freshly brewed coffee. I watched the rising
mirror. Shades of light falling in the sky were an ethereal mystery. I heard the
chatter of tulips"I feel so contented and happy. I read into
the Gospel of Mathew and Jesus spoke a parable. Here it is: A wealthy man, a
farmer had a vineyard. He gave it to farm hands and went out on a trip. Later he came back and sent servants to
harvest the crop. The farm hands beat up the first servant. They killed and murdered the second servant.
They threw stones at the third. Then the farmer thought of sending his son. If
I send, my son they will respect him. They dragged the son and killed him. Then
Jesus asked what will the farmer do with the farm hands? They he replied that
he will kill a bunch of rotten tomatoes. What does it mean? So also will be the
people who hear my word and discard it. The school
here is closing tomorrow and I have the freedom of writing the whole day. Lord
Jehovah: teach me to have faith as small as a mustard seed. Lord the school
needs to painted and tiled and also a new vehicle is to be bought. The teachers
need to be paid a bonus. Lord please helps us financially. Is the
Howling of Gods an allegory of the symbolism of death? Jesus: what
I yes on earth: yes it in heaven for me. Champaka is
a red fruit of Kerala. It becomes ripe during summer. I am watching the red fruit hanging as a cluster
in the sky. © 2019 anandbose |
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Added on March 26, 2019 Last Updated on March 26, 2019 Tags: March 26th 2019. Journal, Memoir, Autobiography AuthoranandbosePathnamtitta , Kurianoor, IndiaAboutThere's a joke about me that when I was baptized I pissed on the cassock of the priest and my tryst with iconoclasm being then I am a Hellenic Philistine, an Existential Nihilist, a staunch Epicurea.. more..Writing
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