Mighty Mahanadi, river of grace,
Through verdant valleys, your waters race.
From lofty mountains, you begin your tale,
A lifeline for many, through hill and dale.
In whispers soft, you kiss the land,
Bringing life's bounty with gentle hand.
Your currents carve a path so wide,
A symbol of strength, a source of pride.
Through bustling cities and quiet plains,
Your presence remains, soothing pains.
In your embrace, the weary find rest,
As you journey onward, ever blessed.
Mahanadi, your name resounds,
In songs of joy and prayers profound.
A symbol of resilience, through ebb and flow,
Forever you'll wander, forever you'll glow.
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