WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM

GRACEFUL DANCE
Nine nights of rhythm, a celestial sight,
Dancers twirl, bathed in soft, mystic light.
Ghungroos chime, a rhythmic, sweet refrain,
As graceful forms enchant the mind and brain.

In every step, a story unfolds,
Of gods and goddesses, brave and bold.
Kali's fierce power, Durga's gentle grace,
Saraswati's wisdom, a divine embrace.

Each pose, a picture, frozen in time,
A moment of beauty, pure and sublime.
The stage ablaze, with colors bright and bold,
A tapestry woven, stories yet untold.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI 

As the curtain falls, the magic lingers on,
A memory cherished, till the next dawn.
Navaratri's dance, a timeless art,
Forever etched, deep within the hear