Kumaricharalil Ponmozhi Pookal / குமரிச்சாரலில் பொன்மொழிப் பூக்கள்: Kavithaigal

<p>The waves of the sea sing a lullaby to Kanyakumari&hellip;<br/>Nearby stands the beautiful majestic five-village cluster&hellip;</p><p>Surrounded by many towns&hellip; and one among them is ours&hellip;</p><p>To the north lies Bhagavathipuram&hellip;<br/>Livelihood: agriculture&hellip;</p><p>It raised me&hellip; but did not give me prosperity.</p><p>Father and mother though burdened by hardship<br/>Corrected and shaped me&hellip;</p><p>Carrying my dreams I completed my education&hellip;</p><p>Government service called me&hellip;<br/>I found refuge in Chennai&hellip;</p><p>The Civil Service of India embraced me.</p><p>Memories of youth grew heavy within my heart&hellip;</p><p>Between the past and the present<br/>There is some living pulse&hellip;</p><p>Memories filled with joy and sorrow&hellip;<br/>They let me bathe in the mists of Kanyakumari&hellip;</p><p>They made golden words bloom&hellip;<br/>Made me string them together with grace&hellip;</p><p>The offspring of my pen<br/>Are not new; nor are they novel.</p><p>In my childhood I wandered through the old&hellip;<br/>In my youth I descended to explore&hellip;<br/>In old age I tried once more&hellip;</p><p>All these became buds then blossoms then beautiful flowers&mdash;<br/>Honey-flowers that bloomed in the southern mists of Kanyakumari.</p><p>These golden-word flowers!<br/>Breathe them in and rejoice!</p>