Varanasi Poem by Anna Banasiak
Varanasi
water like a mirror reflects faces of the dead
in the play of light and shade I melt
time has stopped in the flight to eternity
bodies sail in the cycle of birth and death
river accepts everything
it takes the memory of things
in tranquil breath of reality
I float on the other side
I can fly higher and higher
passing the limits
born from a drop of creation
in the last gasp of life I pass
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