Professor A. Dakshinamurthy

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Natrinai: Marutham – Poem 210

From The Natrinai Four Hundred

International Institute of Tamil Studies, Chennai, 2001.

(The companion of the heroine allows entry to the hero.)

Oh chief of a fertile plain

In your domain, the tillers take

Baskets full of seeds, to sow

In the vast fields ploughed again

After a harvest, for raising a second crop;

Their sowing done,

They return home, with the same baskets

Filled with many a kind of fishes.

You must know, chief,

That to be honored by the crown with titles

And travelling in speeding vehicles

Are never the marks of prosperity.

What the wise deem as genuine wealth

Is compassion – the melting of heart

That makes one to rush

To wipe the tears of the dependents

Who seek one’s support.


Poet – Milaikilan Nalvetanar


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