Thursday, August 21, 2014
Dhoop
Prologue
Dhoop is the name of the incense
they burn at the divine pedestals
in hindu houses.
When I was little,
not old or powerful enough
and not sacred enough,
I looked on from the gateways of the houses
into the rituals,
feeling the waft of sacredness
the air carried to me.
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Bold I am,
timid I am,
brave I am,
scared I am;
I watch you glow like a firefly,
worried to reach for you
if you fly away.
I reach.
I retract.
I dream.
I wake up.
I thirst.
I thirst.
Turbulence is an understatement for this.
The elegance of your presence
cuts me, cuts me.
So I seek sanctuary
in the smell of Dhoop,
and turn into this boy I once was,
not worried about being turned away,
standing at the doorway,
taking in the fragrance,
like there's no tomorrow.
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