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?