Floating Lamps Down The Ganges River
I have traveled across the ocean,
to reach your sacred shores.
My feet are bare and my hands eager
embracing a simple offering, my soul.
In it, my Gita is dedicated to you.
So it expands to the heavens,
were my faith ascends with it
in a perfect embrace.
The eternal flame of ages,
as a sacred vision of love
spills over the Ganges tonight.
So I bring my prayer and devotion
in a path of hidden lights.
Take my offering, my prayer
take it, before it falls apart.
hold it, hold it close
hold it, in your heart.
© 2014 Anan Celeste