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THE SAPLING AND THE VINE

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THE SAPLING AND THE VINE LONG AGO A GARDNER ,IN TWO CORNERS OF HIS BOWER, PLANTED A YOUNG VINE AND... Expand

THE SAPLING AND THE VINE

LONG AGO A GARDNER ,IN TWO CORNERS OF HIS BOWER,
PLANTED A YOUNG VINE AND A STRIPPLING SAPLING,
UNDER THE BLUE SKY,FRESH CARESSING WIND AND A BOUNTIFUL SUN,
THEY GREW APACE,

THE SLIM VINE WAS FASTER OFF THE BLOCKS,
HER NUMEROUS TENDRILS SHOOTING FORTH,
DELICATELY PROBING FOR SUPPORT,
TILL THEY FINALLY FOUND THE FADED WHITE FENCE,

THE SAPLING WAS SEEMINGLY SLOW,
IT'S GIRTH YET TO ACQUIRE A MASCULINE GROWTH,
IT'S ROOTS DRIVEN DOWN,
FIRMLY ANCHORED IT WAS,

THE VINE BLOOMED ASUNDER,
ALONG THE FADED FENCE,
THE SAPLING SHOT UP ,
SHELTERING THEM INSTEAD,

ALONG CAME ONE DAY ,A SULLEN OMEN!!
GREY BOILING AND ROILING CLOUDS,
BANSHEE WINDS SCREAMING OUT LOUD,

THE SLATS OF THE OLD FENCE CLATTERED,
AS THE FURY OF THE STORM BATTERED,
THE VINE FELT IT'S OLD FRIEND ADRIFT,
SOUGHT FOR HELP BUT COULD NOT FIND IT,

THEN ,
A STRAY TENDRIL GRASPED THE SAPLING'S BARK,
THE SAPLING GROANED IN PAIN,
AS THE VINE SOUGHT PAINFUL PURCHASE,

THROUGH THE NIGHT,THE FURIOUS STORM THEY ENDURED,
WHEN THE MORNING CAME ,THE FENCE WAS NO MORE,
THE TWO FRIENDS STOOD LOCKED IN FEARFUL EMBRACE,

OVER THE YEARS,THE BOND GREW STRONGER,
LIKE LOVERS THEIR EMBRACE GREW STRONGER,

LIFE'S SEASONS PASS,
ALL LIVING THINGS FOREVER CAN'T LAST,
THE VINE WAS FIRST GO,
THE TREE SOON TO FOLLOW,

THE GARDNER'S SON CAME HOME ONE DAY,
SAT ON THE STEPS,
SURVEYED WHAT HIS FATHER HAD MADE,
A PROMISE MADE HAD BEEN KEPT,
NEVER TO LET GO ,
IN THEIR LIFETIME,

NOW,WHEN THE FINAL LINK WAS GONE,
IT WAS TIME FOR HIM TO MOVE ON,
BUT BEFORE HE SOLD THE LAND,
WITH HIS OWN TWO HANDS,
HE PRIED THEM OUT OF THE STUBBORN SAND,

TOOK THEM TO HIS WORKSHOP AND MADE THEM SHINE,
THE TWO LOVERS STILL STAND UNITED,
UNDER THE GOLDEN ARCADE,

THE DAILY STREAM OF PEOPLE NEVER CEASES,
SOME PAUSE,SOME CASUALLY GLANCE,
AND SOME..
TRY TO IMAGINE THEIR ETERNAL ROMANCE!!

( LONG AGO ,ON A VISIT TO AN ARMY MESS IN SHILLONG I HAD COME ACROSS A BEAUTIFUL NATURAL SCULPTURE,WHICH TODAY HAS BECOME AN INSPIRATION FOR THE POST.)

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quasimodo posted 3 weeks ago

dear CB,
The depth and breadth of your reading horizon is mind boggling,indeed in analysing each of the profoud quotes I was steered in different directions..like an atom buzzing about in a collidor and giving forth showers of quantum particles.
Your comments have more to offer than my post itself
thanks
Q

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CaravanBpl posted 3 weeks ago

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence. -Hal Borland

Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. -Henry David Thoreau

"And what is as important as knowledge?" asked the mind. "Caring and seeing with the heart," answered the soul. -Flavia

If you want something really important to be done you must not merely satisfy the reason, you must move the heart also. -Mahatma Gandhi

In a pond koi can reach lengths of eighteen inches. Amazingly, when placed in a lake, koi can grow to three feet long. The metaphor is obvious. You are limited by how you see the world. -Vince Poscente

Woodman, spare that tree! / Touch not a single bough! / In youth it sheltered me, / And I'll protect it now. -George Pope Morris

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does Nature, because in her inventions, nothing is lacking and nothing is superfluous. -Leonardo da Vinci

We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and bones. -Henry David Thoreau

Now Q put the above quotes into the meting pot that's our mind and reach your own conclusions...

~CB

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quasimodo posted 3 weeks ago

dear meera,
thank you so much ... this one happens to be one of my favourite and the appreciation is therefore akin to a pat in the back,
danke schon
Q

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Meera San posted 3 weeks ago

Q

This is so romantic, full of life -

Beautifully written :) May you see more of what you see :))

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LakshmiMukundan posted 2 mnths ago

Q
I was really tempted to keep quiet and preen myself.....but my conscience (stupid thing) would have taken the heck out of me.......
the credit goes entirely to my Merriam Webster on line which I have saved as one of my favourites.
I am one of those nuts that loves to ferret out the derivation of words so M-Web. really helps......
There, now I feel better
LM

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quasimodo posted 2 mnths ago

dear LM,
that was interesting and darned fast of the block too!! I mean here I was trying to wade my way through websters and bling goes the mail you have comment from LM and the answer..Thanks
Q

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LakshmiMukundan posted 2 mnths ago

Q
I just looked it up and it comes from Middle English and Late Latin as mes or missus meaning either a quantity of food or a group of people (Aha! now we're getting somewhere..) who regularly eat meals together.
And of course it also means untidy and so on.
LM

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quasimodo posted 2 mnths ago

dear Lakshmi,
thanks for enjoying the poem ,and, the commet.
The second one is very difficult .. maybe because things were in a mess..what we need is an etymological genius, anyway shall try to find out the origin/usage
Q

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LakshmiMukundan posted 2 mnths ago

Q
Excellent.........what a lovely love affair........they found themselves in a storm and were later immortalised as a sculpture. I enjoyed this one.
BTW, why are these places where people eat called a "mess" any idea???? Have always wondered how that word was derived.........

LM