for how many lifetimes have you been calling me to you, Devī? for how many lifetimes have i cowered? for how many lifetimes have i been lost, Devī? for how many lifetimes have you watched me stumble? i have been through many wombs to rest my head at your feet today. yet here i am, my Devī. would it be greedy of me to plead with you one more time? will you grace me? will you wash away my good, my ugly? my irreverences, my pride? my agonies, my beauty? will you cleanse this heart until i am nothing but flow rushing forth to meet your shores like the water running between your locks 🤍 what came to me upon seeing the magnificence of Gaṅgā Devī for the very first time. photo: Gangotri at night.