You Goddess
I wash hands
sin is never washing
away. I wash hands simply to
see a shaft of light. A little glimpse
of the aftermath of sins.
It takes a long time cleansing
hands muddied with the soil
of the earth, an uncanny earth
despoiled. So I wash hands
use it also to smother dreams
of other people. not lives.
only dreams. cleansing radiates
living. makes things less stark.
a bit more noble, but magnanimity
eludes life, my life.
I cleanse water of shores
sullied with your washed
away hair, eyes.
you Goddess.
Ananya S Guha
Shillong, INDIA.
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