The Master's Signature Poem by Kaki Venugopala Rao

THE MASTER'S SIGNATURE
Summer morning
Off bed,
I am in the backyard
Of our house,
Cool breezes streaming
All around me,
caressing my cheeks;
A bird swinging playfully
On a tree-branch,
Singing ceaselessly;

The baby Sun up
In the sky,
Crawling up
Blue stair-case
In the East;

Blossoms in our garden
Opening their
Colorful hearts
So wide,
Welcoming
The morning Sun
-Their ancient, eternal lover,
All flowers radiant
With the kisses
Of the morning Sun,
Winds rocking blooms,
Tossing their heads,
Splashing hues
Flowers greeting
All beholders:

Leaves of trees
Rustling,
Making sonorous lyrics,
Clouds gliding
In the morning sky,
Unveiling amazing,
Silver spectacles;

Beauty serene and marvelous
Unfolding everywhere,
Joy infinite, pure
Springing
In the chambers
Of my heart;

Lo/ I find the hand
Of the invisible Artist
Visible to my eyes,
I feel the signature
Of the Master
In all things
I am witnessing.