Marina, my darling, you are a woman, <br />For you change your clothes often, <br />White sandy silver color with light green ocean border, <br />You do wear the saree of Goddess of education, <br />When the sun raises, the gold flakes sprinkles on the sand, <br />Gold border taken its shape with light orange strands, <br />You do wear the saree of Goddess of wealth, <br />When the sun starts to walk in the morning, <br />The bright red color spreads with energy and fun, <br />You wear the saree of Goddess of energy. <br />When the sun runs to seek his concubine in the moon, <br />You do wear the saree of grey in the afternoon, <br />When the people come to the shore, <br />And make up the design on your clothes, <br />You do wear the sarees of happy women in the evening, <br />Various designs, vibrant colors, different patterns, <br />Refined textures, sometimes soft and stiff, <br />As a woman before she is married off, <br />Sometimes, tired and soaked, <br />As a married woman, who is tired of, <br />Marina, you have made me to dream, <br />When I was a sparrow, looking through the leaves, <br />When I was an eagle, came out on Saturdays, <br />When I was a fish, swam in your waves, <br />When I was the dust, that stuck, <br />Under your visitor's feet.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unforgettable-marina/
