When The Nature Took A Certain Color And Spoke A Certain Word….
“You bring autumns and puffs.It brings songs and laughs -In all petals, in all buds -To be seen in yellow and in muds.I open my heart and feel for that air,I am hollow, but I am not a solitaire.I want to inhaleAll that is not stale.I want to seeFor I am free!The music in the air is pious,Your touch in it is gracious.It fills up my inner soul,
It fills up my outer soul.”
This is a spontaneously written poem after I take a long walk through a beautiful park by the name Beijer’s
Park, close to where I live. It is an autumn day. Yellow is “the” color that
rules nowadays. The park is the green heart of Kirseberg, a small suburb of
Malmö, the city in Sweden where I live.
Malmö, also known as the City of Parks, needed
one for its eastern part. In the year 1885, the family of the Beijers set up an
extensive plantation ground under their own supervision. By the turn of the
1900, the private park changed hand. The Malmö City Council became the new owner and from then onwards
it was made open for the general public.
One by one, several changes were made which
resulted in the park becoming more beautiful and more picturesque.
The park has been standing as a witness to
changes in and around it. Changes include seasons too. A summer turns itself to
an autumn, then to a winter and then finally to a spring. I have had several
meetings with the park and this autumn day is one. An extensive view of the
plantation shows variety – of all kinds and all textures.
Cutting a tree trunk to make a design out of it
has become quite common these days, though it was probably not in those days.
A
park is never complete without a small pond, and without a fleet of birds
encircling it. So, in comes yet another color – the “white”!
Then
comes an unique offering. Towards the outer end of the park lies a small natural stream. It
opens a trickle of water, little by little, and lets it run through a circle to
meet somewhere.
In the lap of nature, one has a certain
advantage. One does not need to try too hard to express oneself. The reason is
– the inner soul is full of joy and the nature has made a direct connection to
it. Inside, it is all calm, all quiet. Outside too there is no effort needed to describe
any feeling. What a pleasure! What an enjoyment! What a perfect harmony of sorts! With no words necessary, the
nature speaks. It expresses for itself as well as for us. It says "enjoy the fall".
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