Morya

When you came to life
With the head of an elephant
How did it feel,
To breathe through a trunk?

Did your senses awake
To the mysteries of a tropical wood,
To the tension of emotion:
The contrition of Shiva in power,
The righteousness
Of Parvati’s boundaries
Overwhelmed?

We love elephants
And you.
But we forget
That you remember
Everything.

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