I flow eternal

I flow eternal.

Carrying tales from the past.

And prayers for the future.

Coming from the peaks, flowing through dwellings.

Woven into the fabric of existence.

Creating sanctums of beliefs, offerings and solace.

Who am I?

I am history. 

Tales abound about my birth. And sagas are incomplete without me.

My existence is enveloped in trust, devotion and religion.

Each wave has a story to tell.

I am the “then”.

I am contemporary. 

Because the conviction in me yet stands strong.

My waves are the hope embracing  the prayers offered to me each evening.

I am the movement. Flowing….perennial , never-ending.

Each wave is an ode to belief.

I am the “now”.

I am the future.

Because the faith in me is unshaken.

I carry the willing weight of prayers, dreams and tears.

I flow to the unending echoes of devotion and my flowing sounds shout out the unending story of hope, salvation and inner peace.

Each wave is a tribute to allegiance.

I am the “forever”.

“Ganga” I am called.

From years ago and for years to come.