Durga Puja

It is the season of kash flowers,
And smoky dusks.
Of sharp silhouetted clouds,
On a shifting skyscape
With the hint of an approaching winter.
But the festivities are on hold,
Oh Mother, once again your advent is muted,
The air doth not reverberate with conch sounds,
Or the musical trill of the womenfolk.

Another year we put on hold,
While you, Oh Mother arrive in all your splendor,
You awaken the slumbering souls
And our somnolent spirits.
I invoke your blessings Mother.
Help,
Burn my fears,
Defeat the deathly enemies within,
Extinguish my self-doubts,
Deepen my faith,
Arm me with courage,
Endow me with felicity
Help me conquer the demons,
I battle each day.
So, I may, be your daughter
So, I may, be You.

Wishing all my blogger friends a very Happy Durga Puja. May the blessings of the Divine Mother be with you always. 🙏