Shondhi Puja


The Lamp Inflorescence –

Exactly hundred and eight flowered

Awaits life – a flame.

People cluster, traditionally bedecked –

Piety clad for that moment auspicious

An appointment with God.

Heart-full faith –

Minds humming prayers

For ambitions, fears and loved ones…

From hand to hand passes the flame –

Human hands, so delicate, so strong

Lighting the patient ghee soaked wicks.

The inflorescence grows –

A Tree, it’s branches aflame

Bathing each precant in luminescence.

Reds and oranges and brilliant gold

Kissing sweetly loving faces;

Leaving in flickering shadows

Hidden worries and pain

The relentless scourge of humanity.


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