DIVALI LIGHTS
Tall and sturdy, the bamboo yields
To the cutter’s whims, at the festival of lights
The potter’s hands stand their pride
These lamps hold the flame, at the festival of lights
Notched in the bamboo’s knots
Tiny deyas sit their places, at the festival of lights
A slightest breeze, blows in the shadows
Flicker and dance, flames, at the festival of lights
For Sita and Ram, for love and life
Peace and harmony sings, at the festival of lights
DIVALI LIGHTS © gillena cox 2015
Divali lights on the street where i live; 2007
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites ( musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #37, ❧✿❧ whats your mood today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
