Highest peak of inner tranquillity

comes while sleeping under a peepal tree,

on a sunny afternoon of fall,

after a week of bleeding. 

I wonder if any man can be

as resilient and courageous as you and I,

or even as strong as those who define

themselves as feminine?

All our women past, mother’s grandmother,

infinite mothers before us,

had the same blood flowing.

On the fifth day of the flow,

when pain and internal battles 

are at their low, that’s when it comes – 

peak of inner tranquillity.

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