Blessing Ceaselessly
Worship to the gods studded in the linoleum.
The sacred murals bless you: they stand guard
against all evils in life and light your ways;
the third eye awakens you to think beyond.
Note: This is an ekphrastic poem that was declared Runner-Up in The Quatrain City Poetry Contest # 7, dated June 20, 2010.
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