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Charmer of Words

 The one beauty of writing is rather than painting a full picture with words and telling a tale it lets the Reader imagine. There is always room to add and subtract for now the reins of interpretation is no longer remain in the hands of the author.

  With each new reader it becomes more than a beautiful  just a combination of words or just another story the author intends to tell but with each reader it takes a different form, it tells a new story; story said not just by the words but by the emotion of the unwritten words which just suggests their presence.

 Maybe that’s why written words never grow’s old; it only begins to tell a new story.

 It was in class 10 I read a poem by Jhon Milton it was in our syllabus for the exams so what option had I but to study it as the teacher instructed. Years have passed since then I have read the poem hundreds of times. Today I  see it as my own story parts of me, my despair, my tears have just crept into it and answered my every question making  it mine;

ON HIS BLINDNESS

 When I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my Soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide;
“Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?”
I fondly ask. But patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies, “God doth not need
Either man’s work or his own gifts; who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed
And post o’er Land and Ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait.”

 

On His Blindness is one of the best-known sonnets of John Milton. It may have been written as early as 1652, although most scholars believe it was composed sometime between June and October 1655.

 Here’s “my” rough summary:

“When I think of how I have lost my vision even before middle age, and how I am unable to use my best talent to serve God the gift that God gave me, I ask if God requires his servants to  fully use the gift he gave them and how can his servant be the best he can be now that he no longer has vision.

(However before he could speak up again, he hears a murmur maybe it is his soul who answers’ the answer he knows).  In the poem, before he can speak up again, a figure called Patience answers his question Patience is like, “You think God needs your work? No, man. His best servants are the ones who bear life’s burden the best. He already has thousands of people running around across land and sea to serve him. You can just stand right there, wait; do the best you can do and that will always be enough.”

 There are many Poems and stories that have told me my story, different ones countless times.

 Which Poem/story tells yours?

 

 

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22 thoughts on “Charmer of Words

  1. Myth*. says:

    Fantastic, with lots of food for thought!
    “His best servants are the ones who bear life’s burdens the best” .. Yes indeed!
    So glad I read your work and message!
    Nice job!

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  2. delphini510 says:

    Beautiful post Srijana, very thought provoking. It rings true to me. To appreciate and observe life as it happens is the basis anyway.

    So the important question is; what do we – each individual – really want, deep down.
    Miriam

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  3. Kat says:

    I loved reading this poem and your take on it. In particular, I think the part where you wrote, “You can just stand right there, wait; do the best you can do and that will always be enough.” really resonates with a lot of people, regardless of faith. Thank you for sharing!

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  4. albert says:

    I too studied this poem in school, and it has returned to help me off and on over the years. These parts of your reflection made me think about poetry again, how deeply it can affect us no matter if worlds apart ( in time or distance):

    “Story said not just by the words but by the emotion of the unwritten words which just suggests their presence”

    “Today I  see it as my own story parts of me, my despair, my tears have just crept into it and answered my every question making  it mine”

    You could be a good teacher. No, you are already!

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    • Srijana says:

      thank-you Albert for reading it and saying such nice kind words every thing we read in life strikes some chords all it takes is time. 🙂 and i always somehow forget to ask how is your granddaughter

      Like

  5. ravi2142 says:

    I read this poem long back and was always mesmerised by the last line “they also serve who stand and wait”. To me it was a line that meant a lot of things depending on perspective. I really like the way you have brought it out. Personally, I have loved Rudyard Kipling’s IF. The poem has a wonderful narrative style and then in the end, it sends up the ultimate question of what do I get when I do all of this. He says “ Yours is the earth and everything that is in it and what is more, you’ll be a man, my son”. Thank you for a great perspective. Reading you led me to reading me. Thank you. Keep up the good work.

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