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FINGERTIP ( for Shyam ) as a little child I travelled up & down the Ganges its sister Yamuna..her brother Brahmaputra their names upon my tongue my voice calling them into being awed by their sound mantras for my mind riding their waters in the little ship of a fingertip traveling only as a child can now here I am still that child become this man still offering my devotion from the Dev Bhoomi I come tracing Shiva's hair from here to there "Ganga Ma...Ganga Ma!" I cry herding the river from Gaumukh watching her spread her fan into the Bay of Bengal and beyond still sailing the same old fingertip ship a bit old and battered now soon I will stand on Indian soil call all my childhood rivers to me bow as they flow into me their names upon my tongue calling upon all the Gods to come as one "OM!"
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC
FINGERTIP ( for Shyam )
FINGERTIP ( for Shyam ) as a little child I travelled up & down the Ganges its sister Yamuna..her brother Brahmaputra their names upon my tongue my voice calling them into being awed by their sound mantras for my mind riding their waters in the little ship of a fingertip traveling only as a child can now here I am still that child become this man still offering my devotion from the Dev Bhoomi I come tracing Shiva's hair from here to there "Ganga Ma...Ganga Ma!" I cry herding the river from Gaumukh watching her spread her fan into the Bay of Bengal and beyond still sailing the same old fingertip ship a bit old and battered now soon I will stand on Indian soil call all my childhood rivers to me bow as they flow into me their names upon my tongue calling upon all the Gods to come as one "OM!"
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC
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