The Sari
By Kumkum Ramchandani
From time immemorialYou have adorned royalty and handmaidensYour graceful folds have slitheredOn the bodies of billions of womenOlder than civilizationYour mystery grows with timeYour beauty never diesIt only grows more luminousYour undulating wavesenhance the luscious curvatureof the female formrendering men speechless with desireOn a bride, a Bollywood beautyOr the maidservant swobbing the floorThe fisherwoman cleaning her catchYou are equally ambiguousYour secrets live on foreverCotton, silk, satin or voileColourful, muted, embossed or vividIt doesn't matter what form or hueYou never cease to beguileYou have transcended generationsCrossed the seas and continentsTo spread your elusive charmsAll over this besotted worldOh sari! You are everlastingYou are eternal womanhoodYou signify the love of mother for childAs she wipes tears with her palluMan's desire for his womanAs he unwinds the sinuous weavesOh sari of a million incarnationsYour flame will never die
