SEPTEMBER VILLANELLE <br /> <br />September invokes something special in my ancient country <br />No 'Fall' here, no amber leaves, upon her crowded earth <br />Her billion people stand united, share the Indian psyche <br /> <br />Post monsoon, the land is a lush green mostly <br />Amid her crowded cities, one feels the warmth of her burning hearth <br />September invokes something special in my ancient country <br /> <br />In this land of a thousand festivals, one stands primary <br />It's the worship of Lord Ganesha, the elephant God of divine birth <br />Her billion people stand united, share the Indian psyche <br /> <br />The son of Shiva is worshipped by all with glee <br />Massive idols of Ganesha smile and spread the mirth <br />September invokes something special in my ancient country <br /> <br />India has cultures, religions and castes aplenty <br />Open to all festivals; of a free spirit no dearth <br />Her billion people stand united, share the Indian psyche <br /> <br />Yet, September brings with it sorrow too, the fall of the towers in NY City <br />The fallen unite in death the Earth's entire girth <br />September invokes something special in my ancient country <br />Her billion people stand united, share the Indian psyche<br /><br />Manjula Reddy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/september-villanelle/
