temple – Fleeting Muse

[I wrote this poem over a span of one month. As the poem is long , I shall post it in parts every Friday. It’s a poem about love but some may find the content semi-erotic. Lest their finer senses be disturbed, be aware and proceed at your own risk.]

Memories from a day in life many decades ago comes flooding back when the love of his life suddenly appears after a prolonged absence.

Link to the previous part : https://wp.me/p73yZZ-4mH

Part IV:

Have you ever seen the goddess of love
Opening the gates of her temple wide,
And lying there in all her divine beauty,
To be worshipped?
Nature had sculpted her with all its skill,
What heavens had bestowed,
Nothing earthly could surpass,
And there she was,
The meadows blessed with her touch,
Languidly lying,
Doe eyed beauty’s eyes half closed,
As if in a trance,
Breathing soft and steady,
A half smile spreading across her lips
from time to time,
Setting sun rays, catching her radiating desire
calmed by happiness,
Painted her nubile body a golden hue,
And I just sat there,
Absolutely mesmerized.[28]

The meadows were silent
except for the music of her breath,
An engine loud
was going full blast in my chest,
No coolant in the world was
good enough to cool me down,
With every breath that she took,
Her chest did move,
With her every rise and fall,
Rushed through my body
the inferno of hell,
Quite oblivious to my state,
She gently opened and closed her legs,
And I lost the keys to my mental resolve;
As the doors to heaven
gently opened and closed,
To calm myself,
I clasped her slender feet tight on my lap,
And Venus opened her eyes.[29]

[December 7, 2020]

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I am on a long road trip at present. Drove nearly 3500 miles from San Jose, California to Munising, Michigan via three national parks and a national monument in twelve days. Hopefully in next few days see the five great lakes.

This week’s Tuesday Photo Challenge prompt from Frank is “Worship”.

Kamakhya

Kamakhya Temple, Nilachal Hills, Guwahati, Assam, India. Photo taken by author in April, 2009.

Legend goes that when Sati, wife of Bhagawan Shiva died, Shiva carried her body on his shoulders and roamed the universe in grief. All gods (Devatas) became worried because Shiva’s son was supposed to help win the heavens for the Devatas from the demons. As Shiva and Sati did not have any issue, Devatas prayed to Bhagawan Vishnu for help. Vishnu, with his Sudarshan chakra cut Sati’s body to pieces. Everywhere Sati’s body part fell became an important place of worship of Shakti (power) and became known as Shakti Peetha. Kamakhya is one of the most important of fifty one Shakti Peethas as per legend, as Sati’s vagina ( yoni) fell here.

Millions visit the temple each year. During middle to third week of June every year in the monsoon season when the river Brahmaputra that flows by Nilachal Hills is in full spate, the temple is closed for three days. It is believed that the deity ( Devi or Ma Kamakhya) goes through her annual menstrual cycle during those three days. The door of the temple is opened to the public on the fourth day. The festival is called Ambubachi and hundreds of thousands of devotees visit the temple every year during those four days.