Small God
went to the Shiva temple
with a bottle of Ganges water
and honey and blue flowers
started worshipping
Lord Shiva
at that spur
an ill clad infinitesimal boy
in dirty garbs and ruffled hair
came and sat in front of
the Shiva Linga
Is it 'He' in his form?
Trying to distract my attention
from satisfying a natural 'God'
than an inanimate statue
or an extra distraction
standing as a barrier
in the way of rites, rituals and prayers
and not being able to reach the destination.
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