POETRY

Sailing to Umananda

Atop the ferrying sail

To Umananda

I glimpse nature at its closest.

The mighty Brahmaputra

Stretches its arms

Calling the degraded humanity(?)

To its bosom.

At the other side

There are all-engulfing smoke snails

Of materialism, of innocent funeral pyres.

Here we feel perfect ease

There we kill sleep.

O! grand deity of Umananda

Bless me to carry forth

The light of peace and harmony

To our bleeding home.

                                                               dipankar.