North why?

                     North   why?

        

       The   River   flows   in the North,

       The salutary Wind blows  from 

       the  North, also  the  cobwebs of

       earthly  angularities, a  savior  in time.

       Elders  say  North   has a mythical  grandeur

       a  supernatural  noble  mystic aura,

       driving  you with a   full  fledged  vigor, 

        It  is  the  seamless  North   that   drags,

        Sustains   a  civilization of  ageless  ethos.

        It is a  suave   of  cloying, melting  sweetness 

        That  moves  along   with the  ripples 

       That  allow  the cranes  and fish to fly/ply.   

         Young  urchins    swath  around

          Spot  a  cluster of   Boobies.

         What  more  spectrum   of delight for

          you  to  watch  and weave  a  song of

          Come April  ! April  shines in summer cap.

          You walk towards the direction, the

          North  and  wind go in history          

          as you unwind the history of

         Your hamlet,your  stay  and catch.        

         Your direction is clear now.