Penelope --- A villanelle

                              Penelope- A villanelle.

 Oh  Penelope!  You  have been  sewing and singing,

  adhere  to this path of sages  and   saints, come whatever  may.                                                                                                        

  Let this not slow down  memory  of  Odysseus’  Stringing.

 If  music  is  a   therapy, all  will relish  humming  and  singing.

  A fine melody tuned, keeps  anti –good things at bay.                                                                                                                                   

 Oh Penelope! You have been sewing  and  singing.

 Yonder, Child  in  cradle, by  serenade of  mother’s upbringing.

  Dawn comes with the chirping of  birds by Sun’s ray.                                                                                                           

 Let this not slow down memory of Odysseus’   Stringing.

 Music   and Meditation, a  part of  Life’s  serene Ringing

 bereft  of  this,  your life becomes  a  mound   of  hay.                                                                                                                   

  Oh Penelope! You have been sewing and singing.                             

          

 In  your  needle  and thread  you  weave  a  melody humming,

 that keeps your life  going  ahead  with a  new path way.

  Let this not  slow  down memory of Odysseus’   Stringing.                      

  In patient  wait and  endure, there is life’s bounty  swinging,

 practise  this  concept, your  pitfalls  you can throw away.

Oh  Penelope! You have been  sewing  and  singing.

  Let this not slow down memory of  Odysseus’  Stringing.