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a sturdy, bare pipal is in prayer;
an yellow cluster on the laburnum
obliges a desire;
a thorny silk cotton tree,
stubbed bright red,
sticks the air;
shaking all over, a coppersmith,
clanks the air;
chintamani opens the morning
headlined with cuckoo calls;
jumps a heart, finding a roped macque with
his owner on a beedi;
tricked into a noose for the owner's living;
a guilt, destroying the morning , bursts on Rama;
the downing of Vali to save Sita pricks the Lord.
Says He:
thought and action are not Shiva's bow and arrow --
straight and simple;
maybe, the bow should have been forever in Janaka's
safe custody;
coconuts are not eaten whole;
bananas are skinned.
combing her hair, Sita remarked :
Did I not plead to shun power?