Revisiting My Mother Goddess

Revisiting My Mother Goddess The lake That looks like a piano On it sat Thousand cranes and two Seemed like a moonlight sonata by the moonlight. But why is my mind yearning forever For the unmindful musings? I had been there once, nearly Forty years ago. They send me return tickets from Jhargram, For the festive October, Celebrating the home coming of our mother goddess But they never take me to that childhood playmates.