She has been the life-giving stream That flows through the cells in our eyes And the centre of our hearts Hold her in our souls She is the fiber we are made of Patient like a spider Making filaments of extraordinary life Moving like a cheetah Pursuing our dreams Busy like a bee Producing honey Singing like a bird Humming tunes And making our ruins A nest of warmth and love, And turning each moment Into eternal bliss: more Than everything else… she stands Time-honored and enduring and dear Like Ganga and Godavari.
