HI Nth Writer
Light is magical.

Welcome to my site; will viist yours soon.

I loved your poem. It is not easy to convey what you feel when you see a Vangogh... What I too perceived from the painting was the light... the magical light of the morning in a wheat field. I remember seeing a similar scene on a morning when my train stopped in the middle of a field and the Sun suddenly appeared from behind a hill and draped the whole scene with the magical light...

Dea Friend Raj Arumugam

Van Gough is my favourite painter. I like his brush strokes. So effortless!!

Naval Langa

Raj jee...I cannot comment ,because i don't know if van Gogh's painting or the poem is best.    In a dilemma.  very nice writing.. kunjubi

Matheikal -
It's true that we (humanity) are capable of cruelty and destruction and violence and  ugliness; we are also - as we all know - capable of great beauty and goodness.
I keep my sight - as much as I can - on the immensity and depth of life and our potential - and I see that beauty and goodness. I know you do too - the poems you write bring us that.

The darkness of the man-created reality is a stark contrast to the natural reality in Van Gogh's painting that you have reproduced.  Life lies there in nature, the sun and the field.  Darkness is spewed out of the man-made chimneys.  Your poem, of course, looks at the brighter side of reality - as usual.

guddd one,, Raj Sir...  n beautfullyyy concludeddd... 

very nice sir.............sun is really the life.presented good  paiinting before us.wheat is basking it self in the golden glow of sun and due to this it's of golden colour.

beautiful one Raj

Raj 

life is sun 
summarises the fact....
Luvly thought