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A Plea

Sonnet — An Invocation to The Mother #6

I scoured the thousand paths of thought
And gathered a bough of many a mood,
These as Garland I wove with a will deft
And placed it at Thy feet most blessed.

From my heart’s wellspring I did conjure
A hundred flames by will striking will,
Sustained has been my aspiring labour
Yet these do not satiate me still.

Give me ardour piled like snow on peaks
Where broods the Silence bathed in ash,
Give me askesis like wielder of lightnings
Who unbars many worlds in a single flash!

With all these a single plea I would make,
“Save all worlds O Mother, if only for His sake!”

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Gangā

Sonnet — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works #90

The bold feminine from the mountain source
White and pure, from crescent bearing tresses
Leaping earthward like some fluid silver
To nourish all men and more who aspire.

How stately the winding gait, a moving stillness
Like the soul stirless through the many lives,
August and noble her ancient composure,
A tad tamed perhaps by the long endeavour.

The young and the old, the brute and the wise
In her equal arms receive maternal embrace,
To the seer as inspiration she doth appear
With lightning swiftness of knowledge and fire.

O Gangā, mother and goddess, river and inspiration,
Ferry our body and soul to their divine fruition.