Thursday, December 15, 2011

Sandy Beaches


Sandy Beaches

© Morgan Swain

Sprinkle, squish between my toes, 
The smell of ocean to my nose. 
I can feel each grain of sand, 
It falls from air into my hand. 
The shells I find along the shore, 
Picked up by birds that fly and soar. 
They sparkle like the ocean's waves, 
And carry sand from all the lakes. 
I walk along the tip of the sea, 
That’s where my feet leave prints to be. 
I walk all the way to the end of the land, 
The land that holds this beautiful sand.


Read more: Sandy Beaches, Beach Poems http://www.poetryinnature.com/nature/poetry.asp?poem=3567#ixzz1gXIsTBDz 
from www.PoetryInNature.com 

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The Kali Confluence...

This is where the River Kali meets the Arabian Sea, called the Kali Sangam (Confluence). The waters may seem still, but underneath strong and dangerous currents lurk.. The River Kali is as benevolent, as it is fierce... More posts about River Kali in this Blog are here, here, here, here, and here.


Kali The Mother

The stars are blotted out,
The clouds are covering clouds.
It is darkness vibrant, sonant.
In the roaring, whirling wind
Are the souls of a million lunatics
Just loosed from the prison-house,
Wrenching trees by the roots,
Sweeping all from the path.
The sea has joined the fray,
And swirled up mountain-waves,
To reach the pitchy sky.
The flash of lurid light
Reveals on every side
A thousand, thousand shades
Of Death begrimed and black-
Scattering plagues and sorrows,
Dancing mad with joy,
Come, Mother, come!
For terror is Thy name,
Death is in thy breath,
And every shaking step
Destoys a world for e'er.
Thou Time, the All-destroyer!
Come, O Mother, come!
Who dares misery love,
And hug the form of Death,
Dance in destruction's dance
To him the Mother comes.


This is a poem by Swamiji, written in Kashmir, on a houseboat on Dal Lake. After visiting the Kshir Bhavani Temple, he returned, in ecstasy, to the boat and wrote this.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

The Winding Road....


Sometimes we take the long way
To places we need to go,
We find that it’s a winding road,
So round and round we go.
We think we find a shortcut;
It takes longer than it should.
Some turns that we make in our lives
Aren’t really all that good.
From here on out I’ll take the straight away,
No matter the time in which it takes;
And hope that God will guide me,
And that I make no more mistakes.
Think about the road you take,
It may take you out of your way,
Do not take the roads I took,
In the end, you may have to pay.
Written By: Praveen

Read more: http://www.poetryoflife.com/lifes-winding-roads/#ixzz1fUrQ4S1v

Heritage stone - Veeragallu at Karwar

Lord Venkataramana temple at Mudgeri, Karwar.
 Heritage stone - Veeragallu at Mudgeri village, Karwar
Veeragallu is a stone carving that narrates a heroic death of a warrior in a battle. Veerakallu or herostones are stone engravings and sculptures of figures and weapons belonging to the heroes of days gone by.  Veeragallu usually has only two images. The bottom image is a war scene glorifying the fight. The top image shows the warrior with God. The tradition of Mastikallu and Veergallu is very own to Karnataka and not found else where (at least in this format).

Friday, December 2, 2011

Amdalli - Mudga beach


Between the Karwar - Aligadda (Baithkol) beach and this beach at Mudga - Amdalli, all beaches are under the possession/use of the Indian Navy. All along the coast the Mountains flirt with the Sea, which are a beautiful sight in themselves. This beach is a sample, or signifies what we lost when Indian Navy occupied the rest of the 22km stretch of the coast.

Here is a video which was shot during the Monsoons....

http://youtu.be/FEEbEszJgdI