A River Story

Thejaswini, the river I like you Your blessings, curse, and dangerous flows The heavy flood you frighten us Through peaceful flow you blesses us Thejaswini, I trace my ancestry along with you Where my forefathers found a place to live To silently meditate, cultivate, and ease living Live like birds of same feather with others Thejaswini, when I feel my ageing and agonies I surrender before you with bowing head Me a little human being allowed here To rest in your valley with solitude Thejaswini, where my ancestors have their own belief Their own temples of worship with so many gods And goddesses offering us soothing effect Before advent of science that too modern way They found their own little world as hunter gatherers Not bothering to find their ancestry and start of life It is here they found their heaven in the vast world Where there were minimum quarrel for existence After some time they forgot all when you are angry Thejaswini, life goes fast that we feel.