I am a statue
I am a statue Sometimes huge ..mostly small Made of sudhai granite metal clay…. Hugeness intended to inspire awe And fear(guilty minds?) Most face me to fulfil desires Some small some impossible(karmic?) Waving lights and showing naivedyams Routine chanting …praises Rarely am i thanked from the heart Some old bronze brothers and sisters Live abroad….taken from temples I remain mute Alone in darkness pouring rains Thunderstorms lightning Open sky or musty womb-houses Who should i look to to fulfil MY desires?