Udupi, 2009.
In the song of a worn stone
Floating in the silence of time
An ancient temple speaks,
Of how enduring faith
Lent the awakening sunshine
The melody of a vermillion morning.
In the song of a worn stone
Floating in the silence of time
An ancient temple speaks,
Of how enduring faith
Lent the awakening sunshine
The melody of a vermillion morning.
Very nice!!
ReplyDeleteLovely
ReplyDeleteSimple and nice. So easy to relate to unlike most contemporary poetry
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful photograph! It looks like you captured such a quiet, almost secret moment.
ReplyDeleteKenju: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteBobbie: Thank you.
Radha: Thanks.
Courtney: It was a very quiet moment. I was up on my feet and about very early. Not many people were around when I happened upon this scene. Thank you.
Beautiful, Anil!
ReplyDeletevery nice capture, Anil. that bit of yellow jumps out of the frame - I've sensed the same feeling of peace at the Madurai temple...
ReplyDeleteJudith Ellis: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteCharu: Thank you. Sometimes some corners have that in plenty.
What a stunning photo! Peaceful, and also timeless...
ReplyDeleteQuiet contemplation...such a sensitive photograph. I appreciate the worn texture you captured...it makes the compostion look like a work of painted art.
ReplyDeleteVermillion is such a beautiful color and word. Lovely prose - thank you for this glimpse into your world.
ReplyDeletewonderful post, Anil.
ReplyDeletethank you for sharing it.
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I love the name of the post with the gorgeous boy!
ReplyDeleteThank you fr your wors to my blog post today. So eloquent you are!
Karen: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteCynthia: He is applying the vermillion to his forehead after coming out of the temple he'd entered to pray that early morning.
Thank you.
Lynn: It is a beautiful colour, and very sacred as well in India.
Bare-Eyed Sun: Thank you.
The Things We Carried: Thank you. It's a pleasure.
superb capture and lovely verse!
ReplyDeleteThis fine very image looks like an ancient painting. I like the poem too.
ReplyDeleteAnd in the year 2009 AD, Vermeer finally reached Udupi! Wondrous image and poem. Vermillion, yes, Vermeer, yes! :-)
ReplyDeleteThis makes me want to visit India all the more.
ReplyDeleteGolden morning light has a new term: Vermillion Morning.
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazing photo. Incredibly evocative. I love the play of light and dark here.
ReplyDeletebeautifully written. I love the word "Vermillion"!
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love the warmth of this picture. The oranges and reds are very inviting and soothing in this peaceful photo. Well done! The words are beautiful, too. I like this post a lot!
ReplyDeleteYou were at the right place at the right time and got a wonderful shot.
ReplyDeleteMagiceye: Thank you.
ReplyDeletePietro: It's an ancient temple. The stone is outside the temple. Thank you.
Merisi: Who can possibly surpass Vermeer for his ability with light? :-) I do hope I can see his works in my lifetime. Thank you.
Grannymar: It would be a most interesting experience. Thank you.
Mumbai Paused: Absolutely :-)
Cairo Typo: Thank you. Early mornings post monsoons can be a good time to step out with the camera.
B Squared: Thank you.
Lily Hydrangea: Thank you. The word sounds nice.
Becky: Thank you.Somehow I got lucky with the way the colours converged. It's a pleasure to know you liked the post.
Steve: Yes, I was at the right time at the right place. Luck played a part. Thank you.
gorgeous writing as always. Though I think it'd work better if you remove the exclamation mark in the end.
ReplyDeleteNeha: Thank you. Good suggestion. Done.
ReplyDeleteAh, vermillion has always been a beautiful sight to behold. It is a powerful color! (the Romans considered it to be their most expensive pigment....)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you opted to write a poem to go with this beautiful image.
"Un bon croquis vaut mieux qu'un long discours," says Bonaparte.
A good sketch is better than a long speech (or A picture is worth a thousand words).
(Incidentally, on my recent post, I used vermillion but decided against it because it did not work well with my simple alliteration.)
The photograph is an evocative poem and the poem is an arresting picture. Very beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image and poetry - you are so talented! I love these posts.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, photo and poem.
ReplyDeleteI love your picture posts:)
ReplyDeletethat was beautiful!
ReplyDeleteTGF Cherry Blossom Street: Absolutely, it's a powerful colour indeed. Its association with Hinduisim probably dates back several thousand years.
ReplyDeleteIt could also be because morning pictures ask the traveller to stay silent while they speak for him :-)
Uma Gowrishankar: Thank you. That was a lovely play of feelings you expressed.
Sarah Laurence: Thank you. It's a privilege to hear it from you.
Lucy: Thank you.
Fishbowl: Thank you :-)
Michelle: Thank you.
Kunkuma bannada arunodaya !
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Such quiet beauty. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSree: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteCoyoteFe: Thank you.
oh, I like that. Both the photo and the poem are very evocative, playing off images one against the other.
ReplyDeleteSunita: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThe colours in the shot are beautifully in contrast
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo, beautiful words..
ReplyDeleteKestrel: Thank you.
ReplyDeleteTurquoise Diaries: Thank you.