Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The  River  GANGA  flowing  in front 
from  my balcony ;  we  daily    meet   
She  twists and turns and never rest
ever changing  from  place to place  .

Never the  same  --the next  moment
were bron at   snow- clad  Himalayan peak  
since and ever  flowing  through time and space
and widened up  through fertile  grren.

te  Mother  Ganga , our  mother  and soul
to  merge  in  OCEAN her  ultimae goal.
 

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