Fate is birth of a woman
Like a river from nature's opening..
Peaceful ignorance to virgin innocence
Maturated to course fierce over confinement
Scurrying for peace from bitten life however
Peace-borne is river Ganga
Like a woman's birth ataraxic
Beauteous quiescence from sacred Providence
Saturated motherly with crocodiles sinning
Scurrying for peace from bitten life however
Nectarean is river Viraja
Like nectarous Ganga from Providence
Rimming devout around SriVaikunt..
Assuasive cleansing to blemished souls
Affirming salvation to Vishnu Lokha however
AM BLESSED reading these musings, as if - i AM soaked in the pure waters in those rivers :)
You have used very powerful metaphors in this poem Indira...great piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Peace born is river Ganga... beautiful word dear madam