Namaste – A poem

by | Jan 23, 2018 | Poetry, Rambles, Rhymes and Tales | 3 comments

Namaste, I salute the divine in you
Namaste, I bow to the God in you
For there’s a bit of Almighty in everyone
Namaste, I greet the good in you

Two hands join together – firm, yet gentle
Straight and upward, from heart to the temple
A solemn opera, silent in prance
It’s the Anjali mudra, a symbol of dance

Welcoming and warm is the gesture of Namaste
It will enter the heart and forever stay
Not just two hands, it unites many people
To win people hearts, with a smile say Namaste



3 Comments

  1. mathiindhusm@gmail.com'

    Lovely dear 🙂
    Like you said,it’s simply captures the heart of everyone..
    My Amma always says that it can even change the moods of people when you receive them saying Namaste(or equivalent words) with a smile 🙂

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    • Thank you. Your mother is right. Namaste, Namaskar, Namaskaram, Vanakkam and many others, all are equally capable of changing the moods, bringing in the calm effect to the surroundings.

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  2. beautiful… i love the whole namaste thing. yes, a solemn opera indeed. such a simple movement of hands and it says so much.

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