Touching God's Feet Poem by nithya raghavan

I touched His feet,
And swam in the
Fluid beasts of the
Ocean, waves as smooth
As blue peaches,
I touched those
Gems of lotuses
Carefully studded on
A necklace made
Up of blue gold.
The toothpaste of
Poetry came out
Slowly, comfortably to
Seek comfort on
The brush and
Slumber, while
The caterpillar moved
Slowly on the banyan
Leaf that He unconsciously
Slept on. The
Cool breeze catches my
Tongue and ties it
Firmly, as I'm intoxicated
By His smile
Curving like a fish's
Body and His feet
Become a little white cottage
That houses me as
The whispers of His
Feet hisses, intersects into
The forest of my wild dreams……….