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!            
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
