the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue

we were gods then.

(could you guide me in?
could you smother me)
we were gods then and they came to us
with garlands
and painted our feet with prayers.
I told them I could paint too.
I used to paint red flowers before I became like this.
I still remember what they taste like.
I had to give it up.

I followed him down to the island.
he had to bring his woman back.
Building bridges, burning cities,
him and the army of me.

There was a mountain.
I carried it in my palm.
we were gods then.
and now I sail from sky to sky
and all the darkness sings
against this boat I've made
of mutilated wings.


Hari Adivarekar said...

Jai Bajarangbali!!

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