The daily divinations of this earthly life.
To behold and wonder, the quotidian penance.
Strewn across the cosmic lake.
Instantiations in time and space.
Light lamps of words!
Let the flames seep through the water and sand.
Offer tunes of adorations!
Let the sounds float on the rhythm of waves.
To process that which eternally is.
To see it thrive in all that there is.
The murmuring mysteries of mundane sight.
In the dances of the day and talking night.
The mind that ponders and the heart that believes.
Limbs that swim in perennial waters.
A daily witness to the cosmic hum.
Here I stand as a blob of faith…
— Ayalavan
