Letting Go

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Before me now, the river Ganges peacefully flows,

Its green ripples frothing over white cobbled stone;

Grazing boulders it glides with no perceptible force –

Yet it flushes my heart of all its obstinate toxic woes.

 

I sit for hours engrossed in the waters rhythmic flow

As to a classical raga by the eloquent strums of a Sitar:

With my back basking in the sun’s late morning glow

I’m anointed by a cool breeze swathing the holy flow.

 

As my soul is liberated from all debilitating worldly ties;

One with my creator – no fear for my identity or rejection

I feel free of a lifelong search for inherent self-projection:

A palm full of water I offer Ma Ganga thrice in obeisance.

 

Unable to leave  I slowly walk close to the water’s edge

For to this holy current I’ve developed a deep attachment,

In filling the void – a crutch for my soul I’ve now created:

I still need time to be free from craving worldly affections! 

 

PS: I took all the pictures myself…the ones I’m in also I composed the frames and asked strangers to click. 😊

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