From The Banks Of Ganga: X
Come night
Ganga lunged into my room
Through the window!
The timeless Ganga
Flooded my precincts
She danced around my feet
She took me into her arms
She revealed a new facet
That she whispered into my ears!
I watch her
In willing suspension of thought
And breath!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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