The molten gold drips from the sun
The silver drops plop from the moon
The yonder sparkles twinkle down
Compiled to make a face...
The gentle breeze of the fragrant flowers
The smelly soil of the monsoon drizzles
The symphony of the harmonic rains
Compounded to make a body-grace...
She is the ripples of the morn
Draped with the rain-bow yarn
Flowy and floody, up and down
The river and its run...
Swiftly bounces and crawls, walks and swirls
Resilient plies with single foot and a prosthesis
The tenacity of the danseuse
'Loses a foot walks a mile' is the praise
An angel is born
Strong and fortitude-hewn
To soar high to enthrone
Gracious willow of her mellowed elan
Sprouting on a prosthesis dances on
Her verve invigorated ascending the global crown