Dr Dillip K Swain (Homage)

Dr Dillip K Swain (Homage) Flame is burning and out of that One Name is stemming out, Dr Dillip K Swain, a Reverend poet, With talent enormously deep, And ingiht that no one can fathom, With lightning pen brings fire from unlit temple, The muse that sways without way, A poet of spontaneous vein with fragrance divine, Like a tree you spread your branches with tiny flowers, Each is a beautiful poem with teeming knowledge like petals, A poet and a preacher you reign the domain years after years. Moving the High from on you look, Your name is like the Everest, Within and without you are an empty bowel, Full of music divine. You breathe through your flute and music ineffable rings, Shedding all that is not life nourishment, You are a poet of the Indian soil, Where Kalidas the Great and Goswami Tulsidas the mighty soul, Spread water of ablution to purge the literary vein, The saga of ancient time And poets of absolute rhyme, Pave the way you treat on, Dr Dillip K Swain let me pay my homage to your Mighty wave, You are the light and the flame, Steady and mystical, The unknown yet very much known, The source and the goal too, Through your poetic dream let me quench my mind, The worldly and celestial bower Evergreen with the warmth of love. *******"******************