we dont need gods and history,
this stream and its trees are enough
the blessedness of
meeting by the stream is enough

we dont need scripts and renditions,
this sea and the twilight sky is enough
the blessedness of
feeling immersed is enough

we dont need walls and lands in them,
this moonlit night and the forest is enough
the blessedness of
an occasional nightingale song is enough

Prakash Nair

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blessedness/