Dashain and Tihar

In the heart of Autumn’s gentle sway,  

Two festivals dawn, lighting the way;  

Dashain first, with its grandeur and grace,  

A time for family, a sacred embrace.  

Goddess Durga rides fierce through the night,  

Vanquishing demons, restoring the light;  

With each flower and offering laid,  

A tapestry of devotion is beautifully made.  

The air filled with joy as the kalash is set,  

Kites soaring high, in skies they beget;  

Ancestral blessings, we seek and we take,  

Strength in our bonds, for our loved ones' sake.  

Then comes Tihar, the festival of lights,  

A dance of the lamps on the luminous nights;  

With marigold garlands and feasts that entice,  

We honor our loved ones, oh, how sweet is life!  

The crow, the dog, and the cow in their due,  

Each life valued, each spirit held true;  

With the flicker of diyas, the stories are spun,  

A celebration of love, where all hearts are one.  

Sisters and brothers, we share in the cheer,  

With laughter and music, our hearts draw near;  

The sounds of the drums, the sweet festive calls,  

In this colorful tapestry, unity enthralls.  

Dashain and Tihar, two jewels that combine,  

In the cultural mosaic, their brilliance will shine;  

As we gather together, in joy we partake,  

In the spirit of love, and the bonds that we make.