Jasmine Jewels
Inspired by Julie
Williams Krishnan’s photograph
Translucent sparks
of compassion,
quiet, impenetrable
feathers of light,
only fools would
attempt to smash
their indestructible cores
with sledge hammers.
The white jasmine
jewels have traveled
centuries of soft
sleep to arrive here
and nestle like little
lambs
between human and divine
feet,
tousled, nameless
face of the animal vehicle
beside the frozen feet,
the only clue to the
deserts of darkness
they tried to plough
through
to overcome the demon that
rode
a wolf’s back to drink up
raging oceans of humanity.
Only the quietly
menstruating
jasmine flowers survived
in the end
to sum up our story.
@Yuyutsu Sharma
https://liveencounters.net/le-poetry-writing-2020/06-june-pw-2020/yuyutsu-sharma-on-an-empty-sac-street/?fbclid=IwAR1YxA06YNlL87FMXP0yNZY7FbTwAYdvqVVTKOwWtoAUPG5FOosTKwprRG0
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