Introducing a poem, “Piper Of The Holy Land: Kashmir”

In My novel INTELLIGENCE CODE (to be published 2013), Kashmir is described as a heaven's gate as well as a place for the ultimate peace for inter-religious communities including the Jews, Muslims, Hindus, and Buddhists.

To do that I quoted a poet's poem about Kashmir in the chapter 57.

Please enjoy Waseem A Malla's poem, "Piper Of The Holy Land: Kashmir" -

Piper Of The Holy Land: Kashmir

Far away in an unknown corner, 
God has carved with His own hand, 
Valleys that sink and mountains that do tower, 
Kashmir: a holy, spiritual and a sacred land; 

They say that a long time ago, 
Housing the forest, the snake and the viper, 
The mountains: the abode of snow, 
Asked the God to send a piper; 

To relieve the mountains of their inmates, 
As it was a burden too heavy to bear, 
That is, the snow, the dweller of the heights, 
Thus God decided in the mountains' favor; 

The piper was sent down to this land, 
Speaking the nature's all dialects, 
Over a pipe with a million mouths, utterly grand, 
The sparrows amplifying the koels' effects; 

They piped in the mountains and the vales, 
Till the white gold began to melt, 
And elsewhere, where the cloud above sails, 
The mountains sighed as relieved they felt; 

The parrots' squeaking, the sparrows' chirping, 
Brought forth streams of water, fast and slow, 
And the koels' singing all the spring, 
To this day, since infinity, makes them to flow; 

This Holy Land, full of nature's pure magic, 
Now a burning land, then a green continent, 
With snow melted as in saintly logic, 
Houses the people with divine sentiment; 

Brings forth the Jhelum and the Lidder, 
And the Chenab and then the Indus, 
Countless streams, here and there, hither and thither, 
Flow in tranquility, and makes no fuss; 

The piper of the nature created them so, 
The rivulets of fresh water, rejuvenating, 
The streams fast and the brooks slow, 
Join these rivers, while culminating; 

These rivulets, streams and brooks, within, 
Of all sorts, they followed the piper, 
Resemble the rats of the Hamelin, 
In their attributes, they vary a cipher; 

The piper led them all the way, 
And took them into a cave, or sea, in a merry jeer, 
Travelling in the night and during the bright day, 
Into a land God named Kashmir/ Cashmere…

Waseem A Malla

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