Sarvajeet D Chandra

Where the mountains bleed into valleys,

I am born.

Call me river,

Timeless, untamed, un-rushed.

Not just water,

But soul in motion.

I speak in torrents, and in trickles.

Listen and you will hear the stories

I carry from the mountains.

I carry the birth cries of forests,

The silences between one life and the next.

Do not mark me by shores.

I do not chase ends.

I carry beginnings.

Always the journey.

Never the destination.