Walk

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All walks are not the same-

when you are crossing a border

your feet become your heart

pounding your thoughts-

All walks are not the same-

when you stand dazed

in front of the Buland Darwaza

having lost track of all the words-

close your eyes, you’ll time travel

what use is there of your feet?

All walks are not the same-

when you walk to the Dashashwamedh ghat

your heart becomes the Ganga

flowing for centuries-

you take a boat, ride and see them,

lying in a row at Manikarnika–

you watch, how they have crossed the bar

flinging away this body-

 

 

Posted for my prompt ~ Walk @ Poets United Midweek Motif