I have always loved to write poetry. This morning I recited the
Sarasvati Gayatri mantra to invoke the blessings of the goddess before beginning to write. But a young neighbor came to play with our dogs, and I accompanied her to the river instead of writing.
On the way back, I noticed tiny white flowers with a golden dot in the center scattered across the grass. My young neighbor made a bouquet for me and placed one yellow dandelion in the middle.
I felt that the company of the child and the bouquet of flowers were poetry! I felt that with my recitation of the
Sarasvati Gayatri mantra I had opened myself to the goddess, and this “poem” was her manifestation.
Warrnambool, Australia