Friday, October 9, 2015

The winds of time

(363)  Kalera haoyay phul jhare jay

With the winds of time a flower falls,
And heart breaks in sorrow.
Tell me, Lord, why arrange things so–
On what whim did You create this universe?

What did You conceive for mind? With grief's fire,
Burning and burning, does anyone dance?
What do You conceive for life? With scorched heart,
Throbbing and throbbing, does anyone survive.

Depending upon Thee,
Why do billions of people weep?
To remove misery and fill with glee...
For such a task, pray tell me, what is the difficulty?

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1 comment:

  1. There's a backstory to this bittersweet lament... perhaps the passing of a parent.