By Ganga’s Soft Flow

By Anish Kumar

The flower is the same, though petals may differ,

Blessed by my mother, her love grows much richer.

Because of her grace, I serve with pure heart,

In Kashi’s sacred home, where all journeys start.

I long to love as Krishna loved Radha’s embrace,

To find peace and devotion in this holy place.

By Ganga’s soft flow, my soul seeks to be free,

A humble servant of Ram, forever to be.

May my words not return as sound, but as love –

Echoing softly, like blessings from above.

By Anish Kumar