A Bouquet Of Words

Words are like flowers.

Each one gives its own fragrance,

And imparts its own beauty.

In their depth 

They can be like an ocean 

Or shallow like dry beach sand.

In their intensity 

They could be the color of red

Or the color of white in their purity.

Or contain the rainbow of colors

To invoke our utmost sensual

Pleasure and admiration.

A good linguist knows 

How to tie the words of different 

Color, depth and fragrances

Into a vivid bouquet of language.

One can just admire the bouquet 

Or one can look at each flower 

To know it’s own truth of existence.

To know the grace and fragrance 

It carries to enhance the beauty

And charm of the bouquet.

Savita Tyagi

11. 24. 2020

Note:

One of my friend in our Upanishad study group sent me a quote from George Carlin. It reminded me the verses of Kena Upanishad. Later these ancient and modern quotes below about language became my inspiration for this poem.

‘There sight travels not, nor speech nor the mind.

We know it not nor can distinguish how one should teach it’.

 Kena Upanishad- Shlok 3

That which is unexpressed by the word,

That by which the word is expressed,

Know that to be the Brahman

And not this which men follow after. 

Kena Upanishad- Shlok 4

‘By and large language is a tool for concealing the truth’.

George Carlin