A Festival.... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Festival crazy hearts
sniff at the festive flavor
way far ahead of the prescribed day.
The waft of joy in the air
relaxes all worked up nerves.

A festival is a common way
to get to old places and the past,
walking down the present time;
sometimes discovering a new road
to the future with a new wayfarer.

A festival is a common door
that opens to the pristine hall
of ancient tradition with the chandelier
of customs above and aroma of the culture
everywhere in the jumbo religious monument.