Saturday, September 1, 2018

And from that day

(1081)  Jyotsna nishiithe niirave nibhrte, amar citte esechile

Silently, privately, on a moonlit midnight,
In my mind You had arrived;
Smeared with sweetness, You had smiled.

Together with black clouds, the sky's moon[1]
Had arose excitingly, as in peekaboo.
With honeyed postures redolent of laughter,
On the three worlds, You had lavished nectar.

Flower petals, untethered,
Had provided passage to blue yonder.
Forgiveness fair, love captivating,
Had appeared on heart's neep tree;
You had set alight the lamp of life.

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