In Balinese clothes
Down lane to central area
Whole village there
Musicians playing monotony
Enter Priests and Bearer of Pure Water
Barong and Pure Water blessed
Water from sacred Mount Agung
Pure Water splashed on our heads
Then three times into palms, slurp, slurp, slurp
Rice stuck to our brows
Incense and offerings
Musicians playing
Procession of dancers, Barong's warriors
Evil enters
Evil's soldiers fight Barong's warriors
Musicians playing
Barong's warriors under spell,
Try to kill selves.
Saved by Barong.
Musicians playing
Good triumphs over evil
But evil in each of us remains
Sprinkled with Pure Water
Musicians stop playing
A ceremony and message to remember.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely write.. Keep it up.... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too.. Naila