This is the day

This is the day,

The moment.

Blue sky above,

Sun shining,

Celestial music

In the air

As the cool breeze blows,

Majestic oak

Spreading its limbs

Sheltering me from the sun

As I lie beneath,

Butterflies fluttering,

Bees humming,

Dragonflies hovering

Over carpets of wildflowers,

A hill all to myself.

This is the day,

If God allows me to choose

To let go,

Free my soul to

Catch the sun rays,

Rise with the thermals

And merge with the blue sky.

Why search for heaven

When it is here,

This very moment

I have seen heaven

Here on earth.

Oh, to go with the

Sun in my face.

But as the old man

Will take his own time,

Let me for today

Enjoy the sunshine.


After couple of late nights, yesterday, April 20, 2018 , I was just lying in my bed when I saw a video sent by one of my friends. The video was of the song ” Don’t let the old man in” by Toby Keith for Clint Eastwood movie “The Mule”.  One of the line in the song is “Get up and go outside” and I thought that was a message directed to me.  So I went, hiking up Quicksilver County Park to Hidalgo Cemetery, a white picket fenced rectangular area that HidalgoRShad graves of Chilean, Argentinian and Mexican miners who worked in the mercury mines.  There are no marked graves or headstones anymore.  All of the graves were supposed to be removed to Oak Hill Cemetery back in 1933 but Santa Clara County Park and Recreation still tends to the area.  The site is just marked by a simple sign.  It is one of the most peaceful place that I have been to till now.  The poem above is a reflection of the thoughts that came to my mind when I was there, all alone in the hills.  I had written another poem about the cemetery few years back during one of my visits there, Unmarked Graves of Miners Long Gone (https://wp.me/p73yZZ-4n).

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

3 thoughts on “This is the day”

  1. I love the vividness and freshness of this poem, Pranab. I feel it follows nature’s pulsation; a chant to life and nature. It makes the reader feel alive and coming to terms with this world. Great read!

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