The Majestic Bamboo

(Nestled within this exquisite abode, a captivating spectacle unfolds: clusters of emerald bamboo, standing tall and regal, grace the periphery of this beautiful landscape. They encircle the sylvan expanse with intermittent but unabashed elegance. During the early morning’s hushed serenity and the late afternoon’s tranquil grace, they transform into a haven for an array of avian performers. In the daytime, their shelter becomes a vivacious playground, where squirrels and their kin frolic and forage.

In Hindu traditions, the final journey to the cremation ground is upon a bed of bamboos, a gentle embrace of elements as one embarks on a transitional journey. And in the ecstasy of marriage, a mandap adorned with bamboo takes centre stage, as holy vows and knots of unity are woven under its watchful gaze.

What more can define the significance of bamboo in one’s life?) 

The Majestic Bamboo

O, regal Bamboo, towering and proud!
With your robust culms so round,
Adorned in dewdrops' radiant embrace,
Glistening beneath the morning's grace.

In your presence, squirrels gambol and sway,
In a lively frolic, they play and play,
Three thick lines on their grey attire,
In your sanctuary, they find respite entire.

A chorus of babblers, noisy and free,
Fill the air with their spirited glee,
Amongst the sun-dappled, swaying shade,
They gather, in boisterous escapade.

Your columns of strength, both firm and high,
Kiss the heavens, touch the sky,
Leaves like lances, their tips point with pride,
Adorning your form, a verdant bride.

Witness, you were, to my sacred vow,
Beneath starry canopy, moon's gentle glow,
Around your opulence, our love did flower,
In nature's sacred, verdant theatre.

One day, upon your tranquil repose,
I'll rest, life's journey finally close,
Guided by sons and grandsons' devotion,
To a realm beyond, a mystical ocean.

Throughout my life, you've stood by my side,
In joy and sorrow, in every stride,
Magnificent, majestic, a nature's spell,
God's essence, in you, I can always tell.

Each time I gaze upon your grandeur,
I wonder, ponder, looking yonder,
Clueless, mystified, and yet so quizzical,
You, magical Bamboo, forever enigmatical.