On the flattened darbha grass
Garuda kept the pot of Soma –
ransom to free his mother from bondage.
He asked the thousand serpents
to take purificatory bath at the river.
As they slithered towards the river
Indra took away the celestial drink;
the hissing serpents mad with anger
pressed their bellies on the grass
where the pot lay, licked
the dharba sharp like razor,
and thus acquired forked tongues.
In response to The Morning Porch