I would not so much
As dip a toe in
I am thinking
As a mother purifies herself
In the waters of the holy Ganga
While her daughters prepare
To leap in, yet again
As a mother purifies herself
In the waters of the holy Ganga
While her daughters prepare
To leap in, yet again
Exploring the infinity
Beyond my ken
What I love most about existence
All the ways I’ve learned
To make my way in life
Unconsciously, they become habit
Forgetting the current running through it all
I remind myself
Stand on the shore
Breathe in the quiet
Observe the current
I love being in a place
Where creativity thrives
Where paint and passion
Offer more vibrance and colour
Than nature’s grandest sunsets
To touch
And be touched
By people
I may never see again
But who will forever
Change my world
On Ganga banks
At Shiva’s
Light
Where people come
To see
The sight
Some pray
Some pay
In boats
Packed tight