Left alone on a murky shore,
Stood an humble soul,
Battered and Shattered
By the thumping maul.
Maul, sent from up above,
Little did he know
Or little did he mourn
Stood there with no forlorn.
For Time, Tests and
Tests again
For those who fall
But stand again.
Breeze swiveled past his
Weary face
As he looked upon
The raising waves.
A thought bubbled
From the ocean in him
To remind his sense
That hope still burns within.
Then He lunged into
The vast blues
With a chant that echoed
“Hara Hara Mahadev”.
- Shashank.K.D
- (22-09-2011)
- To all those
who believe Mahadev lives in us all, The source of our strength and hope.
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