Flower buds will always remind me
of your puja, the little altar
you adorned each day with delicate
flowers and luscious fruits, the offerings
of a young man, to no gods
in particular, just worshiping
the notion of life as good.
You lit the candles
with such reverence, pulled your body
into the yoga position that best
held you as you chanted your way
to bliss. You smudged your forehead
with vibhuti, the ashes, you said,
of desire, and then simply closed
your beautiful eyes and breathed.
This poem initially appeared in A Few Good Words (Cincinnati Writer’s Project, 2012).
Mary Sexson is the author of the book 103 in the Light, Selected Poems 1996-2000, (Restoration Press, 2004), nominated by the Indiana Center for the Book for a Best Book of Indiana award in poetry in 2005. Her work has been included in projects such as IndyGo’s Shared Voices/Shared Spaces, Arts Kaleidoscope, and Poetry in Paint. Her poems have also appeared in various literary publications, including Flying Island, Tipton Poetry Journal, and The Globetrotter’s Companion (UK).
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