Japa

Rajput-Japa

With windows shut

and mind tethered

to a spot that moves

with my tongue –

enchanting name,

eternal chanting –

a spiral ropeway

that crosses and recrosses itself.

Life is cyclical: once you’ve climbed up,

it’s

           time

                   to

                               climb

                                               down.

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