An Un-Contained Fury

In an attempt to Visit her mother, Ganga Flowed in reverse! *** Who's who...? Who's who? Who for whom? The relationships - mother, father, Brother, sister Husband, wife Children, all kith and kin What do they mean? Who's who? Who for whom? Nature on revolt River on rebellion Mountains in rage Wipe away all connects When Ganga Mai folded All life unto her In an aggressive act of Self-purification; when Glaciers and boulders Decided to descend What human power Can stand up to face The challenge thrown On human greed? Buried under water Slush and boulders The stories of puranic yore Come alive gripping All in an inexplicable vacuum Who's who? Who belongs to whom? P **** Is ganga into A process of aggressive Purification? *** Gods n humans Drowned alike Mellow, Ma! *** When the river Pulled the gods into her flow Havoc on earth *** Of the River in Fury n Mountainous Rage They ripped her With their countless dips They greedily washed Their sins breaking The serenity of her flow Their monster wheels On way to her abode They gathered in herds To hear a god-men speak That Ma Ganga alone Can absolve one of sins All in hurry to attain moksha Or release the captive souls That the final abode for any To purify themselves is where Shiva dwells and so they head In unimaginable numbers The River and the Hills Bore it all and contained Themselves as long as they Could sustain the burden of Human sin n suffered and When no more within their reach- Cataclysm, only option *** Is this Cataclysm? Cataclysm... When Ganga recklessly Overflowed through Shiva's tresses Submerging Lord Himself Cataclysm... when Shiva floats Blissfully in the fatal waters Cataclysm... when people were the props In Ganga's dance of death Cataclysm... when death stopped by To gather its booty Along the banks Cataclysm... when the earth caved in To fold human life into Its unknown niches Cataclysm... when mountains rolled Down the unprepared earth Cataclysm... when life's buried under Vast sheets if water in revolt And crushed under boulders Cataclysm... when gods themselves surrender to the fury of nature Yes, cataclysm is not An event far into future It's here and now! *** Thus spake Nature When you'are in hurry To visit the gods unseen I bury the gods That you dissolve in me and my beauty! *** Saint or sinner God or human All in same flow! *** they all went in search of god; nature forcibly pulled them unto her!