THE AVATAR Tinkling Bells Garlanded Gods Wisps of Camphor Smoke Whispered Prayer From the corner of my EyE A Girl Sculpted in Silence Head bowed in Reverence And Me Lost

To Bells and Gods Regarded this Deity; From painted Toes to fluttering Lips to scarf layered hair my eyes fleeted. A thousand thoughts swift-footed my paresised Mind - I gazed at her On taunt toes Till Engulfed By sweaty Flesh Of Ash covered Devotees She merged And Disappeared Into the Thronging multitudes Of translucent Eternity Leaving Me Filled With the very Peace for which I came Searching.