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...
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