Beautiful as an incarnation of Nandi himself
A white bull roamed in my neighbourhood
Chewed overgrown shoots over boundary walls
Grazed monsoon green grass on empty plots
Sat on the pavement, people sprinted past him
Some touched him for divine grace
Mindful of his majestic horns.
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