The bellow of an ox on Om Beach
Reminds me of a seaside offering to Poseidon
And surely many odysseys will set forth from here
But no blood will be sacrificed on this strand
The cows like to be among us
They are placid focal points
Moving through the revelry
On a festival that could be any sunny day
While people cavort and splash and gyrate
Or give in to frivolity of sparkling words
The cows range across the beach all day
Taking time to take in impressions
Of waves and voices and streaking forms
They are browsing on the ebb and flow
Of everything that comes and goes
And one part of me is always with them
If I can come back to this beach near Gokarna
I will cut up a fruit salad for human friends
Then put mango skins and melon rinds in a basin
Which I will offer to a soft-eyed cow
We all ruminate our own enjoyments
However many limbs we tread the earth with
Cows On Om Beach
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