Friday, November 6, 2015

My golden lotus

(380)  Tumi amar sonari kamal

You are my golden lotus.[1]
Flourish; and then in my heart reside,
Making each and every thing bright.

Don't stay, don't stay very far away;
You dwell in my heart with rhythm and melody.
Be radiant and fragrant, my sweet Lord,
Filling with allure Your one hundred petals.[2]

Having recognized You, I still don't know You;
Remaining close, You play peekaboo.
Having held You, I cannot hang on to You,
You Who are ever sporting yet pristine.[3]

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1 comment:

  1. With Him, pronouns are arbitrary. He transcends; they merge.