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The Holy transition
by J. K. Roseline → (All Poetry by J. K. Roseline)
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Every month the sun passes from one zodiac sign to another. The transition of the sun from Sagittarus to Capricorn is considered especially auspicious in India and it has a spiritual significance to it. This day is celebrated all over the country on January 14th, The days are longer and nights are shorter now. The sun moves towards the northern hemisphere for the next six months. This is celebrated as Makar Sankranti. This in India is called Uttaryana
Makar Shankranti Makar means Capricorn , Sankranti means transition. Rosy red cheeked, waiting to bloom Not a cloud spreading its gloom Now the Sun alights in style and glazed Rises above the hills cool and fresh Along white clouds, the sky stood still The position of the tropical Sun is now celebrated It is a new day when the sun starts moving To the northern hemisphere for six months In Utarayana ,the birds sing loud For it is a day of healthy good beginnings The golden harvest is rich on this day As Makar Shankrati festival, it varies in different region It could be the sighting of the lamp In the deep dark forest of south India Which is seen for just a few seconds two or three times Crores of devotees reach out to witness this sight Observing forty days of fast and prayers before. The colourful event of kite flying ritual is fun and competitive Colourful balloons spread out in sky It is indeed a mark of devotion to the Sun God, Reaching out to him in many special ways Feasting, folk music and bonfires now on Where the tribals too begin their new year Anything to keep the spirits high With scented flowers freshly adorned Worship the Sun early morning with a bath and prayers While little girls on swing play around With fun and frolic to meet and make merry Each year to begin a new journey in life in a new way For the sun symbolises spiritual light and positive energy When it is shining brightly And the corns are swaying lazily It is time to celebrate a good harvest for many A pudding with cereal and sugar With milk and butter To appease the Gods and for themselves! A fair is held where Ganges meet the sea Lakhs converge to bathe in the river And auspicious it is deemed It is just the day to start a pilgrimage The path would be strewn with light and energy It did not dither them from taking the plunge However busy one may be in life A month long fair keeps up the pace The feasts are observed with utmost sanctity Enjoy the scenes of grand display Customs enliven lives Bring new joy of changing seasons Any festival is indeed a time to rejoice Make gay a life and feel happy By J K Roseline

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on January 15, 2014

It's sounds and feels beautiful

Reviewed by Mac Hermann

Hi Roseline,

Your poetry moves the heart, and holds that readers attention and keep your reader asking for more.

Keep up the good work.
-Herman-

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

I was in Pakistan during that time of the year when the monsoons were gone and the sun shone brightly in the cool winter air, so refreshing. Indeed, a time to rejoice.

Ron

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

There is a lot of culture in this write for many to learn of and to nearly experience the celebrations. Excellent write.
Amor

Reviewed by DM Yates (Reader)

What a wonderful time to celebrate. I haven't heard of this. It would bring such positive emotions to people. I love how you worded this, my friend. You are so good at getting so much detail into your works.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Giving homage where it is due.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

these are great traditions
budd