My friend Pratibha Phatak, posted some wonderful pictures from her trip to Bhedaghat, in the state of Madhya Pradesh, India.
The place is famous for its incredible marble rocks, that rise up to a hundred feet on either side of the flowing River Narmada; the white saccharine limestone is seamed by veins of dark green or black volcanic rock, all reflected in the water. The Marble Rocks dating back to the pre-Cambrian age, are a gorge along part of the Narmada River’s 1,077 Km (669.2 mi) path through Madhya Pradesh. The Narmada meanders and later becomes turbulent as it plunges down in a a mighty waterfall known as Dhuandar.
Makes you think. About the past, and future ....
(photo by Pratibha Phatak)
The place is famous for its incredible marble rocks, that rise up to a hundred feet on either side of the flowing River Narmada; the white saccharine limestone is seamed by veins of dark green or black volcanic rock, all reflected in the water. The Marble Rocks dating back to the pre-Cambrian age, are a gorge along part of the Narmada River’s 1,077 Km (669.2 mi) path through Madhya Pradesh. The Narmada meanders and later becomes turbulent as it plunges down in a a mighty waterfall known as Dhuandar.
Makes you think. About the past, and future ....
(photo by Pratibha Phatak)
Lives
built upon
the efforts of the past,
one on top of the other;
Some smooth,
some scraggy,
some roughhewn,
with nooks and crannies
created
by events unknown.
Some a result
of past Karma;
Some ,
a result
of present carelessness;
and
Some,
staying close to the greens
securely wrapped
in the early morning mist.
Through it all,
the only constant,
The River of Time,
flows
unfettered,
meandering,
to its
final destination,
an Endless Sea.
built upon
the efforts of the past,
one on top of the other;
Some smooth,
some scraggy,
some roughhewn,
with nooks and crannies
created
by events unknown.
Some a result
of past Karma;
Some ,
a result
of present carelessness;
and
Some,
staying close to the greens
securely wrapped
in the early morning mist.
Through it all,
the only constant,
The River of Time,
flows
unfettered,
meandering,
to its
final destination,
an Endless Sea.
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