Thursday, February 28, 2019

The opposite of apathy

(1259)  Jay tarur chaya ase marur maya

Depart tree-shade and come desert illusion,
Even then, love You I do.
This bond of heart is a sweet enchantment;
Desert-tree distinction, it does not continue.

In the same sky is just one moon, just one sun,
Just one bugle and one kettle drum.
Mind moves ahead in the single grand assemblage,
To the cadence of dance, with offbeats glad or sad.

With prewinter's premonition in the wind, on the sky,
The northerly flights of geese, they arrive.
On touch of frost or in sunlight of gold,
I hear my future lover calling in prolonged tones.

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