Saturday, August 29, 2009

Glimpses of heaven
(what ever that is)
I see within
your rituals.

Cold water splashing
your eyes now
bright and wise,
God glistenning within your pupils.

Your mundanity
has not yet
snatched the divine
from you.

I pray,
on my knees
(the alter forgotten)
at your bedroom door.

You make tea
turn on the toaster
and tighten your terricot robe
closer.


3 comments:

Hamsini said...

Back after two months and HOW! Beautiful piece :)

rita said...

I agree. It's beautiful.

Have I told you lately that I love your poetry?

BTW, I was reading your profile.
I see you are 27 now, Wow! I remember when I first started reading your blog...I think you were 23. Back in the day...:)

uglygirl said...

@hamsi: Thanks!
@Rita: Wow, you've watched me grow up!