Triveni Sangam  

A small group is praying by the river

The prayer is indeed for the dear one lost.
The river which goes on forever and ever
Shall reach the ocean at any cost.This shore beside the junction of three
is where so many wash their sins away.
This man weeps… it brings tears to me
to watch him face ‘goodbye’ today.

I watch the group on coracles row
towards the junction not so far.
My eyes flood with tears as I too know
that once dead, so gone loved ones are.

‘Every mortal born must someday die.’
They have reached the junction somehow.
This man weeps… now so do I.
‘My dear, please release my ashes now.’

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