Hark! The rhythm
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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The sun was nearly gone. So were the last of his passengers. That was what he thought. Driving the cab at snail-pace through city’s traffi...
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He went there. Daily. Unfailingly. His conversations, Candid, Intimate. And why not! He had Inspired That iron-man, ...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
So lovely! Especially this:
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Slowly but intensely.
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Thank you so much
DeleteI am hoping that you are allowed a little "private" time when you have to approach this particular altar and not butt naked in front of an entire congregation. Seriously though, on the other hand, this is very effective where the person is baring their souls of all sins and transgressions, which on second thought is probably where you were actually going with this. All those prayers rising up to the heavens with the incensed mists...now that is a lovely piece of imagery. Nicely done Ruby! ♥
ReplyDeletethe second line of thought definitely :)
DeleteThank you so much Kathy.
Very colorfully done!
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DeleteVery intense. I like it. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so mucj Michaela
DeleteAll souls have to surrender to the Almighty. The action of baring one's deepest thoughts makes one free and naked. Beautiful out across.
ReplyDeleteYou put it in prose so aptly.
DeleteThank you so much Kalpana.
I love the way you've answered the question in the first two lines and then go on to describe the ritual so vividly. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Shailaja. It is always encouraging to hear such kind words from you. And I am glad that I could answer the prompt question too.
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