Fingerprints

An ornate mosaic of finger prints
Foot prints, interlinked highways
Body maps in ink. Now washing away
Erasing, colouring the waves 
Around me black, blue and gray

I see the grains of colour go
Streaking down my body
Far too easily, for far too long
Sand like grains falling away like rain
Mixing like snow in dirt puddles

A new world view, just out of the womb
And after baptism. A ganga ashnaan 
Or a sip of zamzam. A new feel of the world
A dip in the deep known.
Submerged here and beyond