Ganges

Ushered from lips divine
are sweet symphonies,
mellow in composition.
A gilded tongue wielded forth,
to fissure the pillars of Babylon.
Monolithic in stature -
a richness only paralleled
by the sagacious weaving
of Moorish literature.
A radiant empress,
Ebbing seamless - like ripples
that echo across the Ganges.
Our cultures synergise,
in the smouldering pot of
diverse urbanity,
surrendering to harmony
in juxtaposition.
I wish us be - interwoven,
though I doubt my willing fruitful;
I'll swallow the bitterness of ego
just to manifest it true.