Sunday, January 15, 2017

His song

(618)  Saorabh ene mana upavane

You brought sweet scent into my mental garden.
Strumming my heart-strings,
You'd arrived with a song.

My inner speech had been buried
Neath a heap of pain, age after age.
That pile You removed, and You renewed
My voice with music in fresh tunes.
Secretly, You'd appeared before me.

My love's sweetness had been concealed,
Its buds mute, in a cavern entombed.
You removed the lid and set them free;
Restoring to my heart its inner core.
Fearlessly, You'd appeared before me.

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