POEM: Orange Hour

A golden streak of light,

glowing off the Ganga

like the opening scene

of a fury-destined manga.


The silent, gliding boats

give way to bells and horns

as sadhus leave the ghats

with the fading of the morn.


Gone the floating lamps and flowers,

so ends that magic orange hour.

DAILY PHOTO: Varanasi Ghats in the Warm Morning Light

Chet Singh Ghat

 

Prabhu Ghat

 

Jain Ghat; Taken in Varanasi (Benares) in October of 2015

DAILY PHOTO: Golden Bridge on the Ganges, Varanasi

Taken in October of 2015 in Varanasi

Taken in October of 2015 in Varanasi

 

The sunrise playing off the Ganges is sometimes called “the golden bridge.”

 

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