the garment of grace

slithering gracefully around her torso,
a garment woven of silk
but of culture and tradition more so;
embroidered on each fold
of its endless length,
is beauty painted in gold;
with its loose end over her arm,
she’s a walking ornament,
trailed by elegance and charm;
the presence of everyone around,
by her grandly simple fabric,
is eclipsed into the background;
this subtly beautiful apparel,
is anything but a mere article of clothing
it’s a saree, a woman’s quiet laurel.

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