DURGA-PUJA#
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The
fragrance of Sheuli* tells me
You are
coming
The
swing of the Kash** plumage tells me
You are
coming
The
fluffy white sails in the azure firmament tell me
You are
coming
The beaming
eyes of the poorest of the poor tell me
You are
coming
The
buzzing of the buyers and the shrewd sellers tell me
You are
coming
My
heart-beat sings in unison with the Dhaki’s*** drum
Autumn
whispers in my ears that You have come
O,
Mother live in our heart forever
Let my
eyes see your devotees of various faiths
Let all
words transform into Hallelujah as my ears take them in
Let my tongue
utter your name all day and night
Let my
hands touch you in various life forms
Let my
soul inhale the peace whispering in each atom
#Durga
Puja (Bengali: দুর্গা পূজা [d̪urɡa pudʒa], listen:
listen (help·info), "Worship of
Durga"), also referred to as "Festival of Durga") or Sharadotsav is
an annual Hindu festival in South Asia that celebrates worship of the Hindu goddess Durga. It refers to all the six days observed as MahaShashthi, Maha Saptami, Maha
Ashtami, Maha Nabami and Vijayadashami. Durga Puja festival marks the
victory of Goddess Durga over the evil buffalo demon Mahishasura. Thus, Durga Puja festival
epitomises the victory of Good over Evil.
*Night-flowering
jasmine
**Kans
grass
***Drummer
Posted for Laurie’s prompt Festival @
Poetry jam
