Mamta Agarwal - ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! On the banks of a river....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Some marigold flowers, Incense sticks, a match box; And an earthen diya with wick In a bowl made of dry leaves Held together by twigs; I stood at the banks Of mother Ganges in Haridwar, After paying change To the young boy Who put it together for me At that morning hour. I lit the wick and incense stick, And holding it in both hands Walked towards the river bank And put it in the lap Of the river, watching it Join other such offerings, Made by devotees and kin Of loved ones gone A long time or just The night before. It was a trip Long overdue, To say final goodbye To my ma and dad, For I was not with them When they breathed their last For reasons beyond my control Of which they had no clue. I felt sad, And missed them bad. One day feeling desolate I shared my grief, Loss and longing With a dear friend. Ever compassionate, She held my hand And said, let go As the soul feels in earthly bondage, Let them rest in peace. That day in the last week On that day in the last week of December, I sat at river bank Watching the turbulence… Sun light scattered on The bouncing waves Northward bound, As if the river knew Where it was going. Somehow I felt calm To see it in motion As I took some water In my cupped palms. Ever since, I know They live in me At all times As sure as I know I am alive as I breathe. Now I wonder Why did I grieve For so long? We built memories To last a life time. I Mamta Agarwal http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-banks-of-a-river/

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