(written on the occasion of the 60th birth
anniversary of the poet’s brother-in-law)
G. Somaseshu
1. Arise, my humble muse,
arise!
Attune thy weakened string
To sing of joyous times
To sing of virtue and the wise;
What gains more than this happy spring
With long cherished deeds dressed in
softened rhymes!
The praise of goodly men ennobles thy ways
Like lotus - blooming golden rays;
Six decades passed though fast they seem
Good deeds ‘bove Times away freshly gleam.
2. I sing of gentle soul
that rose
By tireless work and sincere ways
whom to help is the living breath;
By discerning thoughts above the woes
Of life, he found his proper place;
His words infused faith, hope and health
Unvexed by routine problems and fate
He pursued his goal to reach his state
What more one needs above the narrow creeds
Humility never speaks but in deeds.
3. I sing of noble soul
with humble cheer
The liberal man that helped in pain
With acts of kindness untainted by pride;
In duties busy with a judgement clear
He seemed so calm inspite of stress and
strain
Others did look to him as their friend and
guide
In work he got his due praise and reward
God helps those who in faith work hard
Inspite of rising fame he did not lose
Time and energy put to precious use.