Sunset spreads its wings upon my time
O Poetry! I haven’t learned your rhyme.
To you, O Mahi! I offer my voice
But my words are of a poor choice.
Even my thoughts are obsolete,
Express nothing new or concrete.
The beauty of yours, I do not understand
Depth of an emotion I can’t comprehend.
Grounded in shallow waters I remain,
Diving in the deep sea waters, I refrain.
The breath of creativity is faint and low
Dim is the light of inspirational glow.
Still, Bharati parted me the joy of writing
So thankfully I submit to it without fighting.
I pray to Goddess with a solemn heart
My words are of your high command.
Let your grace fall to create a little jibe
Upon my ignorant being to catch a vibe.
Note: Mahi or Bharati is the consort of Goddess Saraswati. The word Mahi characterizes the vastness of the field of word and speech.
Sometimes it is used as another name for Saraswati, the Goddess of Language, inspiration, and creativity.
