The Gracious Dignity Poem by Sasikala Kamandula

She!
She is the lady of love and kind
That makes the people with a sight bind;
Flowers bloom when she laughs
And spread their fragrance where she strolls.
Sky stops thunder in great wonder and
Smiles at the Lady in rainbow hues;
Flowing stream washes her feet
While tingling anklets bathe in treat,
Foamy clouds set her bed
When gentle breeze fans her to sleep;
Restless lightning help no pains,
Green with envy goes in crooks.
Moonlit night plays a silent song
While twinkling stars dance in bliss.
The entire world at her bosom;
The Nature views in surprise
That all his pages at her service!
She sits like a Queen with a smile on her lips.
The Gracious Dignity pays beauty tips;
Who's she and where's she
That charms the world with such enchanting trance?
Why, lo! She is, by name Aradhana,
She's alive in her brother's eyes;
And begs him not to wash her off in tears!


(In Loving Memory of Aradhana.)