Poetry Saturday the Rigveda
Danu
She is a river,
Her blood flows down across the Land.
Her whispering lips birth her names into the void:
Danu
Danand
Don
Listen to the voice:
Deep as a well that vanishes into the darkness, echoing with secret desires
With sighs that bring both pleasure and pain,
Washing away death with life.
In her arms she carries all lives into the cradle of the Earth:
Embracing our bones,
Like shining pieces of stone.
The Rigveda
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Deep as a well that vanishes into the darkness, echoing with secret desires
With sighs that bring both pleasure and pain,
Washing away death with life.
In her arms she carries all lives into the cradle of the Earth:
Embracing our bones,
Like shining pieces of stone.
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