Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Coming to my senses

(873)  Aloker oi jharnadharay

Ah, in that cascade of light,
Bathing, Who has arrived
With fresh-wet garments
Spraying this desert mine,
Heart's arid wilderness?

The earth in which grass never grew,
It's been graced with flowers and fruits.
Recalling this fact and beholding You,
Time after time, body and mind I bow in salute.

I had refused to hear, my face held down;
You gave a jolt, great beyond bounds.
Your songs, Your love... on their account,
Today, my voice, it now rings out.

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