It is when my footprints entrapped on earth <br />I realised it is Sabarmathi rolled <br />on me as a tranquil river of solace <br />and the heartfelt cries of Sindhu long heard <br />for the ashes of one *great soul <br />withered as a dream <br /> <br />It is when the tears of Sabarmathi dried <br />they played a tune of love on the strings <br />and the strings tangled and broke <br />on the medley as it was too rigid <br />for the strings to capture <br />and from the broken strings <br />Sabarmathi emerged as a lone <br />river of endurance..... <br /> <br /> <br />* Gandhiji wanted his ashes to be immersed in Sindhu in undivided India. <br /> <br /> <br />April 3,2009<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sabarmathi/
