Aghori 1

deep in my heart

the Aghori stirs

for long he has waited

by the blaze of his dhuni

eternally awake

eternally watchful

with the abiding patience

of one who knows

the hoax of time

embedded in the white

of his ash covered face

I see his eyes

pools of darkness

and in their depths

something glows

that tells me

the time has come

to rip off  masks

one by one

that I have to bear now

agony of facelessness

to order to move on

to the ecstasy

of freedom beyond

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