The Temple Dancer
“Nearby a fountain of milk flowed into a gently lapping pool. But as she looked, the pool of milk became enormous. Its shores melted away, and it stretched before her larger even than the ocean. Miles away, she saw an enormous, cone-shaped mountain rising from the foaming waves of milk.As she watched, a great blue lotus flower floated toward her across the surface of the milk, like a living boat. When it reached her, its petals unfolded. Seated in the center of the flower was her own guru, Gungama.My dear guru! Maya cried. Gungama was tiny as ever, as wrinkled as ever, but radiant, her skin lustrous, her sari like hammered gold. Maya wept to see her; her mouth fell open and to her surprise she began to sing. The stars danced. Gungama lifted her hands, and water poured from her palms. A tiny blue flame flickered between her eyebrows.When the song was done, Gungama smiled. She spread out her arm, and it was as though she had unfurled a sheet of black gauze into the wind. It fluttered lik...e a great shadow onto the ground at Maya's feet, and in the shadow, as if from a great height, Maya saw the Belgaum palace.MoreLess
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