Dawn At Puri

A dawn at Puri,
The crows cawing,
People waiting to enter
The Great Temple.

For a darshan,
Pranam
To Jagannath,
The Natha of the Jagata.

The Lord of the World,
Vishnu
The Preserver
The small-small puppet-like
Gods ogling beautifully.

It's a dawn-break,
The dawn-time,
The sun glistening, glowing,
Focusing with the frail light.

Monday, January 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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