A Prayer For Nirvana - Poem by Nirode Ray
No moon, in sight, tonight, an eclipse
The dancer searches God, she is in bliss
Lovers creep on her body and along
God seeks refuge in her cleavage
And reveres her salient song.
She invites all, to taste her honeycombs
Bees fly; desire to die in hearth open
Keen to transcend, the drab dances on and on
But God offers no nirvana, when the end falls.
The girl undresses, takes a dip holy
To cleanse seeming sins, in her soul
To wash clay, on her unclothed skin
She adorns the plate with offerings
She prays humble, for God to please.
God smiles; these mean no bearing
I reside in dance, love and dreams
Why do you seek liberation?
From splendor, and from my glory.
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