SPIRITUALITY

complete poem :

Om namah shivay

She chants while on bed she lies

Still, waiting for the sun to rise.

Before the world, she’s all awake

Sings with the birds, about Meera and Ganesh.

Simple sari and a bindi to grace,

Her poise empowered by elegance

Serene, ethereal yet powerful her gait.

Her beauty like the endless blue sky,

As pure as the gangotri high.

She bows before the lord like a devoted sage

Begins her morning with pilgrimage.

Content with the family, she adores

The smile on her grandchildren’s face, she lives for.

Spiritual she feels when her son’s touch her feet

And her daughters ask her to prepare their favorite treat.

Overwhelmed with love, she’s ready to pour

Look into her eyes, and you’ll be sure.

Her soul connects to the beads in her hands

She’s my spiritual reality,

To her I bow down with folded hands.

Dedicated to my grandmother, who for me is the epitome of spirituality.