From the Mouth of Devlok Bhoomi
From the mouth of Devlok Bhoomi,
Among the hills,
The serpentine flow
Of the pious Ganges,
Calls us now and then,
To awaken our family,
To think in different verses,
The flow is different everytime,
The generated noise is sublime,
We rise above the belief of mine,
We have started out of self,
We have doing routine thingsÂ
Ourselves,
We are more particular aboutÂ
The waste around us,
The food is the medicine,
Silence on the banks of Ganges,
Is the end product of its freshness,
The inhabitants greetings without expectations,
We receive greetings and
Smiles in abundance,
The Diverse communitiesÂ
Forget the distances,
We have not come for gains,
We have accepted the invitationÂ
Of Ganges,
We are more than satisfied at all
Moments in company of Ganges.
