Garment

The weave, the texture, the colour
all this and more has enamoured
the hand and the eye. The unclean eye
sees garment as a barrier
for its lust and longings. Yes.
The hand of the Maker has
woven your body to a finesse
that the dyers, weavers and connoisseurs
can never conceive. The Body beautiful,
why shroud it with Garment

Lost in the skills of the Maker
May you not miss the Maker.
Body the Masterpiece is an abode of
Ah the Selfish One. The Only One.

Love & Grace

 
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Editor's Note

Editor's Note: This poem was first published in the print edition of Isha Forest Flower, Aug 2012.