The Ganges is Eternal, Banaras is Eternal.

The  Ganges  is Eternal, Banaras is Eternal.

 Kasi   kshetram(  holy  city),or  Banaras

Gurgling  with  the  waters, Sun’s  rays

almost    horizontal , could  be

They    also   take    a   dip.

Now  to  CLEANSE  the    fossil,

Fulminated  by   the spooky,

Smell of  the  dead, burning   bodies ..

The  Ganges   is  holy, ETERNAL, purifying,

Established     Belief  runs.

I  visit  the  holy  city treading 

The  steps frequented , habituated  

By  the  hawkers,  vendors of

Idols, coppers  urns, sacred  idols

On the steps, in shops.

The  urn ,carrying my grand mother’s

ashes, travels  the cosy A/C coach ,

When  alive, she battling  with  logs

Of  fire wood, tending  cows,

Travels  now   to be immersed

In the  holy  river. She lived   a  life

Of  Dignity, Silent  suffering.

Yonder,  there are many dead bodies,

Many  urns of  ashes getting  immersed,

The  Ganges is Eternal,

Where   Life  and   Death

merge   and   get resuscitated ,

The  Ganges is  Eternal,

Pundits   are   still  chanting,

Vibration  goes  on.