Feelings of readiness
the ultimate journey
come and go.

And sometimes you travel
this ultimate road
happily aware.

This path many have gone before
what does it matter
this is your time.

A concentrated effort
effortlessly
your on the way home.

I didn't see her for three days

then she was back
but her color was not

where her hair parted
was starkly arid
on her forehead
wasn't the dot of red
and her saree was bleached white

yet nothing was amiss
she intently scaled the fishes
cut them neatly into pieces
though a piece of her went missing

She knows well
for no price
can she stop the sale.

is that one day you might miss it.

the beauty of the ****
her supple curves
fingers devouring her surfaces
reading braille
I am mute
and amazed