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Articles: Poetry | The Sacred footmark of God
- Viplove K
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He searched
he is searching
and he is intended to search anything and everything
What all he wants to find is
the sacred footmark of God.
He travelled all around the world
prayed to every Stone that came on the way
payed his praises to every sage
bowed his head down to every place that was called divine
Only his black hair turned grey
skin turned to wrinkles
body resisted to move
tongue roughened
He looked around
a lake is bubbling
went near to it, there he found
a crow
it lost its wings
blood oozing from its body
it looked ugly
and sounded more ugly with its cry
He took water in to his hands
the crow's cry prevented him from drinking
with a content at heart he took water in a leaf
and placed near the crow's beak
the crow dipped its beak in water
he felt some glow, looked at the crow's eyes
they are pale, like death
Still he found a glow
in astonishment, he looked down
the glow is from his own footmarks
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