Thou the Ocean of understanding
draping the symbol of purity,
holding the Book of knowledge on one
with full tender & control,
Rosary of concentration on another
so not to sidetrack from the course.
Seated on the Swan of discrimination
acknowledging the real & unreal.
Rhyming the strings of Veena
all collective thoughts & actions.
Bestow upon your grace to me
that purity, knowledge & wisdom.
Bless me! I may reach the shore
if not the Ocean.
I’m, here, begging you the power of knowledge, wisdom, intelligence & purity. Bless me, Goddess Saraswati!
My first blog poem is a tribute to Goddess Saraswati. May she keep always bestowing us with conscience, acknowledgement & wisdom! :)