Surya Lights the blazing candle in the sky
and our day begins
on a pillow of clouds my spirit
bows at His vast blue altar
In fact, gods, goddesses, earthlings
and all the inhabitants of the Cosmos
kneel and prostrate at His glorious, life giving Feet
Today Lord Surya ascends to His northernmost
temple in the heavens
Courtly tablas boom, traditional Indian trumpets blare
Sweet sticky aroma and flavors of
sesame and jaggery confection
overflow in banquet halls on earth and in Kailasa
Colorful kites, bits of starry confetti
drift downward from the celestial celebration
David and I, our hands folded in prayer
stand on the front lawn offering our salutations
to the Golden Lord
By Serendipitous good fortune, my brother Chris just happens
to pass by at this moment and stops to join
us in our Sun worship
Happy Makar Sankranti
May Surya Deva's auspicious saffron rays
bless you with Peace, Love and Prosperity
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 6:44 PM UTC
Surya Lights the blazing candle in the sky
and our day begins
on a pillow of clouds my spirit
bows at His vast blue altar
In fact, gods, goddesses, earthlings
and all the inhabitants of the Cosmos
kneel and prostrate at His glorious, life giving Feet
Today Lord Surya ascends to His northernmost
temple in the heavens
Courtly tablas boom, traditional Indian trumpets blare
Sweet sticky aroma and flavors of
sesame and jaggery confection
overflow in banquet halls on earth and in Kailasa
Colorful kites, bits of starry confetti
drift downward from the celestial celebration
David and I, our hands folded in prayer
stand on the front lawn offering our salutations
to the Golden Lord
By Serendipitous good fortune, my brother Chris just happens
to pass by at this moment and stops to join
us in our Sun worship
Happy Makar Sankranti
May Surya Deva's auspicious saffron rays
bless you with Peace, Love and Prosperity
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