Puja for Dusty Soldiers


Little dhupbatti burning on the balcony rail huddles against the cold with the potted plants.  Standing like soldiers in dusty sadness they await the kiss of the sun steadfast in hope, unaware.  Spicy smoky tendril puja does its best to comfort as it carries fragrant prayers slowly skyward.

A small stone in River of Stones entry.

Copyright Jean Mishra 2012

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