Friday, December 15, 2017

Freedom



(37)  Kon bhule jaoya bhore sahasa samiire

On some forgotten morn with a pleasant breeze,
On mind's mirror You appeared.

Smiling with golden effulgence,
Floating on a honeyed fragrance,
Wiping out all of the darkness,
You did blossom like a flower.

Smearing pollen of existence,
Etching images of newness,
Sending out a thunderous message,
You did shatter all the fetters.

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