That's Utkala, I Belong Poem by Sudam Panigrahi

Where she dances

on stones

where He rules

without hand,

where they chisel

dreams in stones

and art flows

from hands,



That is Utkala

I belong.



Where the sea

tortures and glees

Where storm strikes

And people show courage to survive.

Where deities are darlings

Known to bestow vibes.

Where temple kisses the cerulean firmament

And she pours water on to basil

And lights incense sticks.

Greenery greets

and the Mahanadi gurgles



That is Utkala

I belong.