for how many lifetimes
have you been calling me to you, Devī?
for how many lifetimes
have i cowered?
for how many lifetimes
have i been lost, Devī?
for how many lifetimes
have you watched me stumble?
i have been through many wombs
to rest my head at your feet today.
yet here i am,
my Devī.
would it be
greedy of me
to plead with you
one more time?
will you
grace me?
will you
wash away
my good, my ugly?
my irreverences, my pride?
my agonies, my beauty?
will you
cleanse this heart
until i am nothing but flow
rushing forth to meet your shores
like the water running between your locks
🤍 what came to me upon seeing the magnificence of Gaṅgā Devī for the very first time. pictures: Gangotri. Gomukh, Her Source. they fail to encompass Her beauty.
amaryllis 