WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

Garba's Whirl

(A poem about the Garba dance)

Circles turning, feet that fly,
Colors swirling, beneath the sky.
Dandiya sticks, a rhythmic beat,
Garba's energy, can't be beat.

Clapping hands and joyful song,
Celebrating strength, all night long.
Goddess Durga, watches near,
Blessing dancers, year after year.

From young to old, all join the sway,
In Garba's whirl, worries fade away.
A tapestry of movement and sound,
Joy and devotion, all around.

The music swells, the tempo high,
Spirits soar, as hours fly by.
In every step, a prayer we send,
Navratri's magic, without end.