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not on beach sand
nor on temple grounds
but on one's forehead --
invisible to the eye.
Lines on palm
not drawn with henna
though deeper;
changing
in an unknown way.
Red --
wrapped in farewell silk
from father to husband.
Traditional and true
amidst unpreparedness.
Moments
not rehearsed.
Tears to smiles,
ebb and flow
of hearts, symbolic.
Revealing,
slowly,
to wide-eyed lass
what lies beyond
things ceremonial.
Of secrets
hidden
in the rapture of love.
of expressions
resultant.
Onlookers sigh
As bride boards pallenquin.
Four bearers rise
for what will be
a long journey.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,500 poems.
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Tathagataalmost 20 years agoor chinese painting.
I see it in vivid detail
extraordinary writing and detail
Thank you
Liaralmost 20 years agoA snapshot into a milestone of a life far from mine, and still I feel like I almost understand it. Very good.
