Friday, May 11, 2007

God @ Thiruvannamalai Parikrama

next to her
the trees were young
.
the skin rough as barks
weathered by age and hunger
.
she walked the night with me
no I walked the night with her
.
she took in my pain
thru her blistered feet
and smiled it out
shaming the moon a bit
.
and on her dark shoulder
soaked with smelly sweat
I found God
peacefully sleeping
.
secure
and with out fear

3 comments:

sai said...

:-)i'll reserve my words on this holy observation...

pearl said...

Blest be thou to seek god in those who shame the moon.... & aren't we aplenty??

T.N. Jayachandran said...

I liked it also because I understood it!
Kochamman