on the brink of heaven
And then she began
Her free fall
Accelerating towards the ground
Her lithe, streamlined form
Swaying silkily down
Determined to make earth bear
of her hurt arrogance.
of her descent
absorbed calmly by The Destroyer
without a lapse in concentration
She meandered, stunned by her inability
to sweep away the great God
Losing her way instead
among his tangled locks,
till he showed her the path
gently bringing her down to earth
dissolving her ego by his move
Her sweet purity reinstated with a mission
to mitigate a universal thirst
till the end of Kalyug.
in the arrival of the mountain daughter
Turning green and blue
Swirling around, teeming with joy
sprouting life wherever
the divine waters touched.
North and then east
in several streams, she flowed
Turning into Bhageerathi
till the ocean beckoned.
Will she too follow Saraswati
blackened by man’s sins?
Dry and condemned
a lost spiritual flow.
Meditate not on her banks,’ O’ god men
Touch her not with your sinful feet
But immerse your soul into her purity
Let go, let go of all the Maaya
in the lethargic smoke that spouts from you
wipe those wick-oil smeared shutters
And see through an inner frame
Snip away those matted bird nests
Wash away those flaky ash smears
Sporting those half dead snakes
cannot make you Shiva.
Cleanse those guilty cavities
let your sins be your Guru
Maybe you still can feel
the rush, the roar and the force
as she lands on those coiled dreadlocks
entwined with serpent slaves of a mastered ego
a crescent on his forehead
a glittering trophy of his timelessness.
As you drown in the inner knowledge
of your worthless existence,
pray it opens unto you
His third eye of knowledge
To dispel the black, ignorant miasma
To reduce to holy ash
the falseness of life on earth.
Washing the ashes of more than the purported
sixty thousand sons,
She still sways,
The spiritual Ganga running in our veins
Suffering the same fate
as the tearful, throttled one
Carrying moral corpses
Stagnant and poisoned
for a lost mind
can no longer mimic
a lotus leaf.
For Ganga leans
Waiting for the Bull,
standing on one leg
To stand on all fours