O l d G o d

I have given all on the 

banned temple of Sinol

on the way to Ladakh from Delhi.

I have worshiped the god 

thee has been underestimated

from the last few decades.

I re-opened the giant iron doors

that took a heavy effort

to be opened again.

The god seems to be smiling 

for not being touched 

by cruel humans.

I offered the blossoms

that was so fresh and exciting 

to be a holy part of the feet of old-goD: