Rath Yatra

It would rain on this chariot day and gods went out yearly riding.Their wood is the nature of things the very jungle from where we had come,from our ancestors.

Their chariot will roll on our lives the way towards ancient dreams.We love to die under its wheels we had lovingly made all of rain from jungle wood recently dead.We shall some day burn as wood,our ashes lighted by their smiles.

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