• Nandini Sengupta

Dance of creation

Updated: Apr 1

On the parched earth

does she touch her feet,

with closed eyes she

joins her hands,

in absolute subjugation

to her Lord

she dedicates her being-

swaying her feet around,

twirling her waist

her unlocked wavy tress

eclipse her face,

the mighty force within

unleashes its strength,

her graceful gait gives way

to a euphoric wildness;

the tinkling of her anklets

the jingling of her bangles

as they fall off in places,

the concord of the sounds

sets fire on her countenance;

the frenzy of her dance

beguile the clouds in hide

the sky appears dense and tight;

the parched land satiates

its long-awaited urge-

down appears the rain

in ecstatic surge;

the creator is bemused

in all revelry and surprise

as she beholds her creation

in front of her eyes.

By Nandini Sengupta


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