One Morning in Candi Cetha
the eyes of the day
climbing up the sky
as pilgrims walk
up the mountain
an earthly path
to black stones
standing firm
at the peak
the highest point
the closest to heaven
the goddess stay
in that temple
the stone gate awaits
one young maiden
short of breath
standing still
sweat drops rolling
along her tears
her pilgrimage fails
her purity expelled
as blood trickling
down her legs
her womanhood
deemed her unfit
to meet a holy mother
Very moving
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