Friday, April 14, 2017


(708)  Udvela hiya kare cay

For Whom is my ebullient heart yearning?
Resting, dreaming, sleeping, waking...
Who is the Magician constantly summoning me?

In every direction wafts a gentle breeze;
Between the clouds, a light is beckoning.
Flower pollen smeared with scent of honey,
About what distant kingdom does it sing?

Though mind won't agree to stay at home,
The response to that call, it does not know.
My aggregate unexpressed consciousness,
Having broken all impediments, what does it express?

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