Revelation I Had From The Misty Mountains Of The North Poem by Dr.Angelo Mathew Panathapuram

Ever since the revelation I had from the misty mountains of the north
Energy flared-up on the brink to the world without limits
Engulfing the freezing thoughts of natural wisdom, frugal in its origin
Enchanting with the words of neo literate, sang a song of freedom
Entangled by the vision of majestic mysteries; the narrow streams of
Ever flowing water, falls of lighter threshold, chilling and quenching
Enthralling was the mood, shaped by the moving misty waves on air
Ears gradually gave me pain by not listening to anything aroung
eventually like all the common men around, not listening to the griefs of many
even I thought it is important to see the world around with passion to understand
entitled by the statusquo we miss such important lessons from nature
Enter the world around you like the mother nature does with no hopelessness
enunciate the spirit of selflessness: Mystique misty Mountains are proud of its glamour?
existence at the mercy of Almighty power of nature or cruel men exploiters, who never
ever think of their impossibility of reconstructing these marvels on earth around them
Exorbitantly it continues the penetration of mist in the valleys to the people for generations.