Answered Poem by Sumit Chakrabarti

Once I asked her-What are you, enchantress?
The most ancient worship of human-race?
The goddess?

Or the tightened bow of Artemis? -Ready to pierce the hearts of thousand lovers!

I am the poem immortal -Eternal truth!
Hippocrene-The fountain! the birthplace of poem, the conjurer of the world!

I rest Elysium in one hand, hell in other,
The Song of rebel!
The Lyre of inspirion!
I am the only savior you have, love!

Embrace the wisdom of silent knowing.
There the attributes of eternal shine forth!
There the cloak of transience burns away!

Come here,
stay!
You will find me up.

I am The very beginning of everything!
I am the Mother,
In me, everything begins again.-she answered!