The land of freedom
Land of Freedom -- Sajan Karunanayake
To
variegated destinations have I gone
In
the myriad modes of transport.
I
have seen the sun rising and setting,
With
all its majesty, bringing light in darkness
And
creating darkness where there was light.
I
have seen the sea, blue and vast,
The
slopes, hills valleys, widening lakes,
And
the beauties of the Alps and the Himalayas
With
wonder – struck eyes and mind
Overflowing
with the powers of creation.
I
have had my trays with the world of
Culture
and agriculture, Science and fiction,
Photography,
calligraphy, geometry and geography
And
poetry has taken me to heights lucid and candid.
I
have seen the world of greed and exploitation,
The
futility of war and its strife,
The
debilitating illness, the pains of loneliness,
The
enemy spewing fire and venom to destroy,
And
the silent lovers reminiscing the moon – lit nights
Spent
by the bonfire burning with a lilac flame.
O
God! Come! Come and take us
To
that land where the rationality of man
Has
faded into insignificance and he accepts
The
inevitability of Truth,
Where
man has no nationality and all are one,
Where
the waterfall is not illusion or rejection
But
compassion in an interplay of red, green and yellow,
Where
nights are long for lovers
And
days short for workers,
Where
our children will be of noble birth
And
move heads held high in pride,
Into
that land, of Freedom, O God
Let
us awake and arise.
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