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Mother Ganges

Mother Ganges bid me 
come down to the river 
and pray-
rest, repose 
drift in her flows...
Her currents eased my fears,
assuaged my pain...
i became ready to live again, 
stepping on shore 
i felt brand new & 
i dropped to my knees 
in gratitude...


(Poetization of a re-occurring dream.)

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