Water An experiment I undertook. A seed slept in dark, clueless; no viable chant … what if awakened by mantra? A syllable to prefix and suffix, and thus was my pride and prejudice! Got confined, even as I desire to move on. Now the pride is dear; dearer than my dearest… # Following some cunning way I was keen to taste some greatness. A tree stands with its green veil. Through its branches I noticed the ascent of sap, but it had no salt. Some names sweet … some seeds added at source! # As one finds it apt! Just the way the mind seeks. My mind. Mantra bears lust … petty you, you blame the luster! Lust reinstated … inevitable it is… # Immersion via the mirror … good bye to the goddess, but the lion keeps awake with his eyes closed. His eyes are terrific … mesmerizing, or giving all as I surrender. The first involves mixing while the latter denotes craving! # Deviations bring popularity … endless celebrations. Fists full of water and free donation … serving the pilgrims. Withdrawal reversed… # Complete bath and a full dip … no excuses, please … be it the pollution sick! You sprinkle drops, however … your wisdom runs into the lustrous hole. Incenses are not burn by wet hands, they say. Prohibited it is. Water has no call, no décor either; it floats the bone and frame free!
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 16:59:25 +0000
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