Jagannath-Puri
Jagannath-Puri
Here was I awake, alone
In front of the horizon-sun...
My whole life rising and ebbing away.
It is a tranquil sea now,
The storms passed, mud-homes
Washed away...
A pearl, some shells
Strewn across the damp earth
Waits to be taken in.
The dew damp sand,
Soaked in yesterday’s carnival;
Hoof-marks, ploughed tea-cups,
Nut-shells, bits and shits
Lay spattered for judgement.
Tiny crabs like lost souls
Busting out of the carcass
Makes it towards the sea...
