The sun hides under the bubbling ocean,
The wind brings with it, memories-
The scent of worship.
Tremblings lights arise in flocks,
Chanting fills the air.
Melancholy embraces Joy.
Dusk, and the unending sea.
The melody of flutes pour
Into the unmoving.
Ripples in the ocean, or
the chimes of numerous veena?
The shore is barely seen.
Salty wind crashes on vermilion.
Waves crash like broken glass, not diamonds.
Her lips tremble,
Dismayed.
Hymns tear through silence;
And the Goddess weeps.
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