Pilgrimage: a mark of cultural identity,
Illuminated Heritage buildings;
A place that confers spiritual wisdom
Freeing you from horrors of the deep
And terrors of the skies;
A perfect place for a man
To spend his days in silence
Enjoying harmless joys of solitude
With a guiltless heart, free
From all dishonest deeds
And thoughts of vanity.
Breeze carrying the aromatic scents
From the incense sticks
To cleanse the confined air; and
A soul freed from it’s bodily robes.
A place of quiet, breaking into occasional
Rhapsodies; towing a spiritual line,
*Aarti: marking the onset of dawn and dusk
Promoting meditation and the study of astronomy.
In this tech-savvy age the birthdays of the deity
are traditionally and lavishly celebrated.
Beyond hatred and tears
Is a twinkle of a lamp
Glimmering through the darkness
Like some ancient star.
The crown of glory scorning all the cares
That fate or fortune brings,
A pilgrim, arrested by the
Ambiance immersed in worship, now dutifully surrenders
To the sacred stone, his Divine Majesty;
Irrespective to the caste of the person who carved it
And melts under its power swaying humbly
All the time awestruck at the timelessness
Of the mysteries surrounding its ageless past.