told me to take his selfie
i made sure with my mobile
i hid his pendulous ling ,,
he had lesser crowds than
the other naga down the road
a bell hanging from his ding
that you had to ring ,,he was
confident hope and happiness
it would bring.. here in Ujjain
not the politician taking dip
with the dalits its the Sadhu
that is King...faster than the
bee his royal sting.. holding fort
on the dhuna within the
cosmic ring ,,,hope cavorting
with faith...a nectar of life
from the Shipra eternal
spring...beauty and bling
