Forgot To Pray

The dong of the temple bell
livened up the silent aura.
with a smile on his face,
he clapped his tiny hands together
and acquired a praying posture

Now and then, he opened his eyes
gazed at the sacred form
and quickly closed his eyes again
did he remember a new prayer?

at times his sight wandered
all over the sanctum Santorum
not at the diamond studded crown,
certainly not at the shining ornaments
then what was it, he searched for?

unaware he is of the religious rituals
Not even does he know,
the meaning of a prayer
yet, he just murmured...
A secret language, the gods knew?

Just then, his eyes opened wide
a blissful smile, conquered his face
His prayer...answered?
the poet babbled in his mind
The God himself, appeared?

And what a wonder it was...
a little Brahmin stepped out of the Santorum
his face beamed like sunlight
forehead decked with sandal,
both held hands and sang songs of merry.

forgotten was the world for a while
happiness danced...ecstasy romanced
following the tiny feet
that let him out of the temple
and the poet forgot to PRAY!