WILLIAMSJI MAVELI'S POEM REVIEWED BY DR. CIJO JOSPEH

STONE OF LOVE
Through igneous solidification
A molten one
I am a firestone
Came to your workshop door. :
to the volcanic province
As infiltration
On the outside:
You are a black sculptor
Rising from the fire Black smoke
You are a sculptor in the ash heap
My new one Carve the amulet
Sprinkle rose water on my hair
Both palms were rubbed with gold feathers
Massage and write the name on the skin
The stars twinkle in the sky
With ever-lasting hope
Say the prayer for all the blind
Blow and wake me from death
The broken threads were tied tightly
around the waist hold tight,
Build a sculpture of me
Pour the thirsty water on the rock
Don't let anyone.
to touch me
as I am a goddess now
You are still a precious gemstone.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI Ji,
Your poem titled " STONE OF LOVE " is a poem that states very clearly the solidified nature of the concept of true love that can not be altered when altercations come to haunt it in the course of time. Here, the true love reaches a stage of consolidation and maturity that it can't fade away very easily for sure. The love depicted here transcends above all barriers and boundaries and it also reaches a domain of consequence where life is redeemed to the core. Kudos to you for composing such a poem of outstanding nature.
Cijo Joseph Chennelil.
Kuravilangad, March 2025©®