Friday, February 26, 2016

See me

(458)  Jadi tomay na daki go tumi

Lord, if I don't call You,
Won't You come?
Ever going Your own way,
Can't You tarry for a while?

One with Your many colors
Is the mind that's with You.
The kohl painted on Your eyes,
Don't You see that?

In the gentle breeze of spring,
The heart pursues Your illusion.
Renouncing all to get You,
That's my passion, don't You know?

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1 comment:

  1. Having sacrificed one's all, still the longing for attention - the pang of separation - remains.