Tome & Lore & Verse

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Tome & Lore & Verse

Sonnet — A Prayer to The Mother, on Day 3 of Navratri

How many tomes have I perused,
Scouring word and page for a clue
From pile of words to dig and find 
The primordial name, the moniker true.

How many lores have I mused upon,
The genealogies of seers and their utterance
Weaving myths where there is none 
Leaving us richer with new illusions!

How many verses have I memorised,
Chants from sanctified lips of yore
That drew from heart a subtle sound
To slay seeming appearance evermore.

But none availed me, tome and lore and verse,
Till I cried, “Mother, O Mother, to the lesser gods do not abandon us!”