the air is cool and misty
but the water of the pool
by the old hindu temple is so
tempting, that i feel compelled
to dive
and swim until my skin goes red
and my lungs sing whoa! spontaneously
like an electric eel:
a waterfall
a thunderbolt
and i awake, again,
to the bell that klangs!
around the goat's neck
and calls the gods to attention
before the offerings
and after