Thursday, October 5, 2017

Primordial flame

(842)  Pradiip jvaliya giyacho caliya

Lighting a lamp, You walked off;
Then You forgot about me.
You trod upon my psychic blossom;
You ignored my tears.

Thereafter, many ages came and went,
Many a wailing, pain-filled chest.
Many futile nights elapsed,
Stuck at the foot of Your altar.

The lamp You lit with Your own hand,
Till now its flame remains resplendent.
From its blaze countless candlewicks I light,
Day and night, evening and morn.

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