Lights, lights everywhere
not the electrical ones
shining in constant spell
these are the diya
dispelling darkness 
as they flicker and light up
dancing to the wind.

In the rain soaked huts
these oil lamps  glow 
with  humility creating 
a feel of  transcendence
which descends  slowly
 and steadily, suggesting 
an experiment with bliss.


By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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