Sunday, November 29, 2009

sacrifice...

She walked with a quiet determination

Her fair feet kicking up the dust

The golden bells at her ankles tinkling cheerfully

Reverberating in the silence surrounding her


Slowly, she stepped on to the hot embers

Her soft flesh burning

Not once did she wince

Not once did she cry out


Her silent spectator—a mere distance away—looked on

And she looked at him, a fire in her eyes

A triumphant look

Quickly replaced by profound sadness


The fire licked at her body

But not one inch of her burned

She was a flaming goddess

Enveloped in the golden red flames

The time was up

Slowly and steadily, with an unwavering look

She stepped down and walked towards him

Her blistered feet silently sifting the dust


He held out his hand, she walked past him

Her agnipariksha—symbol of love and devotion

was over


Her sacrifice was made….

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