Unsolved Queries! Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

The river has swollen,
Still making attempts to spread all over;
It appears more grave day by day,
As the rain lashes out upstream.

The fisherman is back
The boatmen with their rain songs around
The ghat is crowded with men & women,
With the urchins jumping into the water;
Scores of birds compete with each other
While picking up preys from the above.

I see the priest sailing in a small boat
To lit evening lamp before the deity.
The approach to the temple on the rocks,
Is cut off for few months during the rains.

The ambience is vibrant
With a spurt of activities,
Taking place after the dry summer days,
While the river had turned pale.

The Sun is setting behind the hills,
The bridge connecting the village, a little away
To the cremation ground on the other side,
Becomes less and less visible,
As I return home
With unsolved queries in my mind.