Eat,Pray, Love.

I have been reading Elizabeth Gilbert's 'Eat, Pray, Love' and since 'Shantaram' this is the only book I actually crave to read. I did have occasional brief encounters with other books picked up from thrift stores but eventually I fell for this one.

Eat,Pray,Love is an autobiographical account of Gilbert's journey to find everything across Italy, India and Indonesia. So, we ate a lot of pasticcino in Italy, consumed a lot of soul in India and are now feeding on love in Indonesia :)

What I wanted to share here was this poem she wrote to commemorate the end of her journey in India:

However.
If they'd let me wear pants made out of the
fresh-mown grass from this place,
I'd do it.

If they'd let me make out
with every single Eucalyptus tree in Ganesh's Grove,
I swear, I'd do it.

I've sweated out dew these days,
worked out the dregs,
rubbed my chin on tree bark,
mistaking it for my master's leg.

I can't get far enough in.

If they'd let me eat the soil of this place
served on a bed of bird's nests,
I'd finish only half of my plate,
Then sleep all night on the rest.


"You may return here once you have fully come to understand that you are always here."~ Elizabeth Gilbert


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