mud lamps shimmer in her swaying lap
reflecting halos in detour
near a wooden plank with petals
priests on banks chant vedic mantras
incense burning spreads aroma
of sandalwood mixed with jasmine
bells clanging resonate in temple
invoking Gods with sacred chanting
offering fruits, flowers, sweet scented
her cold gurgle creating symphony
echoing chant of eternity
O mother Ganges, so holy
bless your children eternity

©Sunila 13/02/2016.

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About Sunila K

Based in Canary Islands, Spain, Sunila Khemchandani is a teacher, translator and writes poetry for love of English Literature. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Wings, Change, Indus Valley, Heavenly Hymns, Poetic Symphonies, Synthesis - The Duet Anthology and in two of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies). In 2008, she won the position of the best annual poet in Besides writing poems, she translates spiritual articles, books of her spiritual master, proof reading and transciption. Some of her translated works have been published and circulating.

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