Ganges - The desperate call to Lord Shiva - to raise as Coroneshwara!

The call of Ganges to Lord Shiva! 

When the infinitesimal is killing the infinite!

OhShivaya,

Let me flow, atop from your cranium full of wisdom

And wishful thinking for the gracious ecosphere around

The world time stands still on the shores of pain

Let your silhouette emerge with her flowing waters to drain

Taking the world towards the moments of transition

From the mundane human pain to divine grace unison

As you see the Earth folding her hands in obeisance.

Oh Shivaya.

I have been emaciated by the garlands and ashes together

For ages hearing along the conch's cry and temple bells

The boats today standing still on my Assi Ghats

As the world shrills in pains of the deadly virus walls

I hear the chanting mantras and the desperate calls

With every passing day and rising frightful sun

Pour your blessings on the mankind to heal from suffering

Oh Shivaya,

The glittering aarthis on my banks in reverence to us

Are no longer the evening moments of bliss

The marigold garlands that lay there in drifts

Oblivious, to the facts that I, the Ganges, face

A frail and weak old woman come to my banks

With the small flower strings and lighted lamp

Setting it float,with the prayer for a better tomorrow

Where will I go my Lord, then to look upon you?

Oh Shivaya,

You are the destroyer, yet the beginning of new life

In your strength and charms emerges the cells to survive

Give me the purpose to help the mankind and the power

To clear the miniscule troubles of humans with my showers

May my waters help cure the human ailments soon

And your blessings to bring back the divine boon

Death is the only permanence to life, but this way, why?

Oh Shivaya,

People come to your peaks with reverence to get the divine grace

And then dip in my depths for the spiritual sacred face

Carving the edges of the banks that I reside and flow

Help me, to let them raise from the pain steady and slow

With you, the blessings bestowed are unending and numerous

But the fear of the disease and the wrath suffered is furious

Wake up oh my Lord…to let the eternity giving life raise again

Oh Shivaya,

With the passing of every day, the cycle of time spins its wheels Brings in catastrophes and rejuvenating the chakras of life frees

I see people sitting in fear and tears lighting lamps of hopes

Bless them oh Lord,

even in death they seek reincarnation of the souls

With this new fear that dawned on them to look back to roots

Raise up on my Lord,

smearing enough ashes already around

To end the human suffering and let the life earth stay ground

As I flow back to my eternity of hope, as people call me the river that never fades!

Ganges, I am, pleading sitting on your head……Oh My Shivaya!

Umasree Raghunath

Written on 30 Mar 2020.