Sarasvatī
the flowing one, muse of the word
waterSarasvatī pours forth speech, music, and knowledge like a clear river across the mind; to dream of her is to feel some closed and stammering place inside you begin to flow again into song, question, and light.
Fragments
Her river once ran silver across the plains and then slipped underground, and the sages say she flows there still, unseen, joining every hidden stream of understanding.
Clothed in white and seated on a white lotus, she draws her fingers across the veena's strings, and the notes become the first words of every hymn ever sung.
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