Fakir's Glory To Maa Ganga Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the twilight's embrace by the Ganges' grace,
A Sufi found solace, a sacred space.
With earthen lamps alight, in hands so tight,
He joined the faithful, in the fading light.

Chants and bells filled the air, a divine affair,
Unity in devotion, a moment rare.
The river's flow, a gentle glow,
Whispered secrets only hearts could know.

Different paths, the same quest,
In the Aarti's light, all souls blessed.
The Sufi stood, in silent mood,
A bond of peace and brotherhood.

Lamps to the river, offerings given,
Floating lights, like stars unhidden.
In that sight, hearts took flight,
Bound by faith, beyond the night.

A memory made, in twilight's shade,
Of unity and peace, that never would fade.
The Sufi knew, as the night grew,
In every heart, the divine's true hue.