An ode to a poet

Five grand oceans,

Ever changing cauldrons of creation, majestic blue infinite

For giving birth to life.



A hundred shining emeralds, the Andamans,

Scattered across the azure,

The land of immortality and perpetual ease,

For providing refuge to our ancestors in wisdom.



Three hundred Jarawas,

Fighting poachers, encroachment, disease, exploitation,

For teaching us the songs of wind and water.



A hundred thousand words,

By the ghost of Nanao Sakaki,

For saving the earth.