The Milk Miracle Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

It was really amazing to see Ganesha sipping milk,
Sipping milk from early of the morning
And the rumour as an euphoria gripping all,
Coming from far and wide,
Spreading like some wildfire
And engulfing it all
That Lord Ganesha sipping milk,
An Indian god,
As was broadcast,
Sipping milk in the temples,
Offered by the devotees directly
As milk is lessening,
Where all that gone instantly,
The devotees wondering simply?

Crowds gathered on, people talked of
The miraculous and astounding taking of the milk,
Ganesha with his trunk
Drinking milk and blessing on just like
Pouring forth from the trunk
Or sprinkling shantih water,
But later on the crowd started dispersing
And the things seemed to be altered
And the media explained it otherwise,
The agnostic broadcasters and rock specialists.

I too went to see, but at that time
The duration of the miracle seemed to be finished off
And the power was not,
As it seemed to be when the spell of the spectre was on,
Ganesha accepting and showing the miracle magically,
The more I cannot explain,
You just imagine about,
What was it scientifically
As and when the magic was gone,
The spell of the moment,
The time of the euphoria?