The cosmic dance...

Carry On Tuesday # 115

Your prompt for Tuesday July 26th

Just four hours before posting this weeks prompt, 27 year old singer songwriter Amy Winehouse passed away in her London home. I’ve taken a line from her song Valerie.
In my head I paint a picture

Picture courtesy: http://www.elsaelsa.com/astrology/2011/01/08/fire-signs-aries-leo-sagittarius/

 

The best thing about this place is that it keeps me warm. And the warmth melts through my coarse skin, amalgamating with my body contents rising to neutralize my cold heart. My outstretched hands sought for the warmth from burning wood. 'Let the soul join the universal one...' people were chanting around. I prayed for the body burning with the wood, crossing the last journey of life. My plate made a metallic noise and I sincerely folded my hands in great reverence. After the meal I retreated to my safe haven. Their voices echoed in my ears for a long time after I heard footsteps getting lost in the regular noises of the ghat... The night kept me company. And a few homeless people like me.  It felt safer to be here, live among the dead rather than beg on the streets of city. On more than one occasions I have been saved by these friends, when you are blind it can be dangerous to play with fire. Such an interesting element of nature. Fire! Must be a beautiful thing this fire... Firewood burning gives off a varying intensity high and low voices with varying intensity of warmth. It talks to you in a rhythmic way.  When you learn to listen to it's song you are pulled into a black hole of bliss.   Through my mind's eye... when I see this thing of beauty... it seems like the universal soul himself dancing harmoniously during the last confrontation.

In my head I paint this picture...