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A morning ritual of the brightly colored one

Her wet hair turbaned in white weave.

In bright white on earth blackened by wetness,

Double lines drawn, stretched from point to point

By a hand and a gaze steady with purpose.

Between the lines, dark empty spaces

In triangles, squares and rounds;

Opposites combine to calculatedly conceal

Mysteries of the known and the unknown

The seen and the hidden; an anubhava and a darshana.

Some she fills with color, proposing desire;

Some she leaves alone, for His disposed grace.

Auspicious algorithms welcoming auguries;

And the ants that scattered return on cue to feed.


 Pic courtesywww.paulheathphotography.com


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