The Unification Poem by arundhati sinha
The Unification
On sultry, humid evenings;
I feel Her around,
disrobed of Her divinity;
in the last place to be found.
She commands, i obey.
No words, no conversation,
yet, a comfortable silence;
evelopes up both.
I see Durga and Mary
Magdalene and the Mother,
and then i see Him.
Both unified as One.
It would make no sense
Otherwise.
A really beautiful poem - so much, so wonderfully expressed in so few words
JUST BEAUTIFUL........... indeed! The imagery is unmatched in many ways. You have a lot of talent... do keep posting for us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 3:19:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
really nice :) *muahs*