Prayer

Cleansing of my white soul with acid

Burned some slopes

The black soot was wiped off with a white marker

But it left a white stain

It was rubbed off vigorously with baby wipes

But even uglier nothingness left in the wake

Which I tried to fill with a myriad things

People, emotions- all proved futile

Until at last, I found the divine inside me

Anchoring my soul, filling all that was vacant

My Lord, Lord of the Universe

Guide us all

Let all our actions take us back to you

From whom we all originate.

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