Perfect God

We had dreamed of a formless God and finally arrived at an approximate God. A wooden God from the deepest jungles of Orissa is now secure in a stone temple we had made him when we were our ancestors.

We had made a god without arms and feet but with lidless saucer eyes with which he watched us all night, when we were dreaming of him, our heads turned to the stone wall.

We love him so much for the beauty of his form but he is still an approximate god .Some times we wonder if we can abolish form in order to arrive at a perfect God.

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