Among the rows and lines of lamps

Yea, a White belle and a beautyIn a white sari?Who, who is she, a foreigner lady in a sari,A sadhvi of some guru ashrama,An American lady teaching yoga,Who, who the lady?Is she Sister Nivedita of Vivekananda or Mira of AurobindoOr the white European girl accompanying Mahatma Gandhi,You tell me, just tell me?A foreigner in India,…

And conservatism,Bigotry and orthodoxyWill finishWhatever good it isIn American culture,Its thought and tradition.

Whose tingeOnly the heart can feel it,How the heart breaks,Seek to be nursed and bandaged?Oh, the poor loverWith the hands on the heartGoing to be redressed!Make him remember it notAs the wounds will bleed again.

I do not know itHow to greet her!Thank You, GodFor your gift of her.

My daughter,My little afraid of,How will sheA little heart, a little soulLost into the wildernessAnd mess of bombardmentAnd shelling.Do not bombard,Do not,My small Syrian daughterHow will she sustain,SurviveA small girl,A soul and a heart,How will she,How will she live?To destroy Syria in such a way,To devastate lives,How to take to,Never can imagine in such a…

Historical and oldInto the hands of mine,What am I,Am I seeing, God?Found from the rubbleAnd debris ofThe falling temples,The temples dilapidating and oldDating back to an ageGone byOf yore.