Poems on
Spiritual

Pinda-dana

a poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The black crows were cawing
Cawing
And the rituals continuing
Continuing
The rituals of pinda-dana

Pindas for the dead soul
The bereaved spirit
The forlorn soul
Handfuls of food grain
Water for the spirit
For memory sake!

The barber, the priest
The karta, doer
All holding talks with
Partaking in
But where the bhuta
The wind blowing about?

For the memory sake
Food the bhuta not to take
But birds and animals
The journey from matter to matter
Mass to mass
What bhuta, abhuta?