Sun has moved away
To the southern hemisphere
To bless the life hither stay
Without his glare, winter is here to stay
As others should also have light
We wished him well on his trip away
With ‘arthi’ we bade him off
On ‘Chat’ the auspicious day
We’ll welcome him back again
With prayers, sweets and fun
On “Sankranthi” as he turns around
And returns to give us warmth
This is how we were brought up
To respect nature in all its forms
Mountains, trees, rivers and air
Considered as blessings
Never to be exploited, but use with care
With due diligence and respect
We requested permission
From all life that stay in there
Before we use them for our daily ware
These gestures we forgot
Threw them out to be more civilized
Maybe it’s time to restart
To appreciate the little blessings we have got
Not through gestures alone
But with rightful thoughts
Refrain from selfish ventures
Restrict our uses and never exploit
Prevent “Climate Change” which is patronized
Gitanjali