If I should die soon
Tell my children to look for me in India.
In the prayer bells
Ringing out over the Ganges,
In the tablas beating their rhythm over the
As the red sun melts into purple sky.
Look for me on the sand bar in Benares
As the dogs creep closer to the fire.
To the ghee filled bowl burning brightly,
And the flower offerings bob drunkenly downstream.
See me in the sari clad women sprinkling Ganga water on strangers, blessing them.
Let them feel my arms wrapping them in each soft shawl they try on, and every white dress they see.
Sip me down in their lemon sodas, quenching their search.
Seek not but find me in the tuberose offering at Saraswati’s feet,
Or the monkey’s soft “coo coo” at their door.
Let them find joy in the calf’s jingle bells and the soft white spot on their foreheads.
Step on the soft sand of Rishikesh and know
I was happy here.
I am going back to India this November! Julia Myers Patterson and I are co-leading a group of men and women to Rishikesh, India this November for Diwali – the Hindu Festival of Light. This is a dream come true for me to be able to experience Diwali in all its exuberance and share my passion for India with this group and to co-lead with Julia – a woman who holds space with such love and peace. To learn more about the trip, see our Enlightened Tours website for all the details.
4 Replies to “Find Me in India”
Just don’t die soon, and I’ll try the same.
Huge hugs. Maman >
Thank you Mom! I have no intention of either one of us dying anytime soon! XO
So fabulous. I can feel each of these profound experiences as if I am right there again. Thank you!
This is so beautiful, Roxanna. I miss hearing firm you. Let’s talk soon, my dear.
On Tue, Mar 20, 2018 at 12:50 PM Roxanna Kopp Smith wrote:
> Roxanna Smith posted: ” Find Me in India If I should die soon Tell my > children to look for me in India. In the prayer bells Ringing out over the > Ganges, In the tablas beating their rhythm over the loud speakers, As the > red sun melts into purple sky. Look for me ” >