First train to Moscow,
from there by plane to Bombay.
And here's my foot
stepped into the water of the Ganges ,
that currents as you know
from lotus in the navel
of some Goddess
or God.
I do not care.
but I catch a buzz while thinking
or rather feeling the unity
of everything and me.
and blood of pagan gods
is caressing my body
by water of the river full of love.
the waves of spectrum color burn my eyes
and dirt is shining under moonlight, under feet.
the sun, the moon and stars
reverberate together in the water.
and buffalo is drinking,
with horns like crescent moon,
and boys them saddle
two by two.
A three-year boy
is guiding an obedient pet home,
and by amazing and mysterious force
a hand of little boy
controls the beast,
which weighs three tons ,
not less.
Ganges
© Copyright: Алекс Айкенди, 2013
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