AMMA
the holy water
sprinkled on my face
by God
dries quickly
in the Indian summer
amid the chaos of
the music and the million
coloured saris
Amma sits and
waves the devas' lamps
barely breathing
Amma calms us
and our restlessness
with swaying fans
peace at last
say om succour love
release return
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Om Namo Narayani
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