Ramanagr is a poetic place. I was always drawn in to its nature which is a mix of hundreds of monolithic rocks and hills . The nature among them is very addicting. The months of wind are the best season for me to enjoy the power of wind and the dance of the grasses. This is not usual from me. I did a video and I call it as my first landscape video. Music and editing is also mine. The following poem is not mine though.
November wind from Dinesh Maneer on Vimeo.
I grow in places
others can’t,
where wind is high
and water scant.
I drink the rain,
I eat the sun;
before the prairie winds
I run.
I see, I sprout,
I grow, I creep,
and in the ice
and snow, I sleep.
On steppe or veld
or pampas dry,
beneath the grand,
enormous sky,
I make my humble,
bladed bed.
And where there’s level ground,
