Amidst
The incantation
Of esoteric mantras
Each deity
At home is
Meticulously bathed
With milk and honey,
Then dressed in
Silk garments
And finally offered
A platter of fruits
And flowers.
This is no ordinary ritual
But a
Selfless act
Of fervent devotion
Which
Intensifies
A seeker's love,
For the conscious
Being within.
© 2015
The Strong metaphor, this poem is immolating the secrets of thoughts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one of the best poems I have read! the rhythm and the build up is superb