Oct 2015
A young pandit
with infinity
in his eyes
smiles
When I ask
if I may pour
the holy prasad
into the roots
of the sacred
Peepal tree
The heart-shaped
leaves dance
as I approach
silk sari
fluttering
colors
They dance
before
and
after
dance
always
all is bliss
to the devas
of this lovely tree
with infinity
in his eyes
smiles
When I ask
if I may pour
the holy prasad
into the roots
of the sacred
Peepal tree
The heart-shaped
leaves dance
as I approach
silk sari
fluttering
colors
They dance
before
and
after
dance
always
all is bliss
to the devas
of this lovely tree
"'Prasad' literally means a gracious gift. It denotes anything, typically an edible food, that is first offered to a deity, saint, Perfect Master or an avatar, and then distributed in His or Her name to their followers or others as a good sign. The prasad is then considered to have the deity's blessing residing within it." - Wikipedia
©Elisa Maria Argiro
©Elisa Maria Argiro
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Elisa Maria Argiro
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