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Anklets: A poem by Sarala Balachandran

Her anklets jingled
As she walked 
On the wet green grass 
As he looked and admired her divinity 
Each step of hers sang a lovely song 
A song of her love for nature 
A song of her love for her motherland
He sat far away admiring her 
Body and her divine soul 
It was the jingles of her anklets 
Made him fall in love with her 
As she walked carefully with a 
Hum on her lips 
Her dark long hair 
He kissed from far 
The jasmine perfume emitted from her hair 
He received in his heart 
As a symbol of his love 
For this divine girl unknown!
She keeps walking slowly 
To reach that divine place 
To surrender herself to the 
Will of her creator!