Thoughts At The Srirangam Temple Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
Thoughts At The Srirangam Temple
My people’s concentrated history
Flowed through these stone archways
Stone people who lived on forever
These are my own dearest kinsmen
And my flesh and bones are made
Of the same powdered red rock
We worship the same granite god.
(Looking at the exquisite sculptured figures on the Srirangam temple walls)
Thursday, August 19, 2010
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