Sunday, February 21, 2016

Time and again

(453)  Tomarei ami bhalabasiyachi

I have cherished only Thee
Time and again, age after age in many forms.
Have You forgotten that whole history,
Those declarations of love?

What was once a seed became a sprout;
A mango tree teemed with fruit and flower.
The billowing sea of nectar climbed;
Then there came about high tide.

What was hidden in psychic caverns,
Got dispersed in woods and gardens.
In flourishing groves, the mental buds
Blossomed with exquisite looks.

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1 comment:

  1. Love for the Lord is a private affair that inevitably gets exposed.