Monday, June 5, 2017

Suppressed grief

(760)  Diip nive geche damka haoyay

My lantern's been extinguished due to gusty wind;
My blossom's fallen off due to burning heat.
My sacred artwork is all faded now;
In my mental mirror, where art Thou?

I listen for Your footsteps with my ear to the ground,
But I'm not sure if You arrived at this fateful hour.

Dismissing thorns I've trampled underfoot,
Always, in my mind, their existence I overlook.
And so heart's language languishes from suppressed grief,
Obtaining no occasion for its speech.

Today, in royal garb please come to me, sweetly entrancing;
Let me express my feelings without faltering.

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