At the temple, eyes are awash with the red of kumkum and flowers.

Ears reverberate with the echoes of bells, conches and mantras.

Fragrance of sandal and tulsi leaves infuse the air.

Hearts pour out to the glistening stone, heads bowed in awe,

and in the shadowy lights cast by fire, man and stone,

the mind is stunned into stillness.

–Anuradha Nalapat