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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=411578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Visit To Thiruchendur</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Niceties of November rains<br>In a lordly remote touch<br>Brought in guests<br>Who took me on a state-highway<br>That was anew greenish afresh<br>Paddy-sided right and left<br>In big puddles but tanked<br>That the grey sky puffed bulky<br>Very willingly was duplicating itself<br>To which betwixt sunshine peering<br>In a play of hide and seek<br>Upsetting the watchful Ayyanar<br>All which His evidential horse<br>In silent neigh signalled, reported<br>That other village-deities spared<br>In secret enjoyment but in open escorting<br>In divine drizzles then and there<br>And new, new visiting birds<br>In total rejoicing coo-cooing colourful<br>On rhapsodic trees swaying in dancing plies <br>While the rainy breeze rollickingly caressing me<br>I lost myself in a different world...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But approaching sea-roaring<br>Brought me back diligent<br>To step into the Lord's abode<br>Ramping up and down, up and down<br>Through the cramming swampy crowd<br>Unto Lord Muruga's feet<br>Which beat back once the conceited tsunami, <br>Like the defeated three demons aeons back<br>Alike even this soul be conquered<br>I held the Lord's feet tight in full surrender<br>But as Matter mattered much I left my soul there<br>Just to return with this stale body<br>And started spinning around the precincts<br>With my heart and mind once, twice, thrice<br>In restarts of abrupt slokha-recitation<br>And when my soulless feet got fatigued<br>Transcient me on sudden realisation..<br>Where are the accompanied guests...? <br>And almost on a fall I sat O'Muruga...<br>Just to hear prompt that moment<br>From the godly tower an utterance<br>From a beautiful peacock in unfurled dancing<br>An unsyllabled cry but voicing special<br>'Searching the Truth...? '<br>To which unanswered my heart pondering on still<br>Though I joined the guests on return journey</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Indira+Renganathan">Indira Renganathan</a><div class=q>
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In a lordly remote touch
Brought in guests
Who took me on a state-highway
That was anew greenish afresh
Paddy-sided right and left
In big puddles but tanked
That the grey sky puffed bulky
Very willingly was duplicating i..."></div>
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