Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


Symbol Moon-1


This day Chithragupta's ledger is approvable
Our sins and virtues are now accountable
Providential check-in is going on accomplishable
There, she's the proof proven amicable

Revealed Heaven's allowing the good adoptable
Opened Hell's scoring sins punishable
Atoning austerities on Earth cherishable
There, she's the proof proven amicable

Aesthetic her fulgency shining noticeable
Can never be hidden erratic Chithragupta actionable
And Chithragupta is but our karmic shade amendable
There, she's the proof proven amicable

Amicable with ascending Chithra twinkling
Amicable with freshened Chithirai newly seasoning
Amicable with Chithragupta recording
She's Chithra Pournami, testimony of our doing

Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2008

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