Poem- Sarasvati


Essence of self knowledge
Lovely pale, mother of rivers
Source of musical inspiration
Eloquence as a path to bliss
Sweet words fall from her lips
Sweet notes float from
Her nimble fingers upon her lute
Knowledge that purifies is her gift
Meditation, reflection, and spirituality
Brings us to the joy of creativity
In her name, we create beauty
Works of art divine.


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