Friday, March 1, 2019

Our younger relations

(1260)  Marur jahaj cale marava dviipe

The ship of the desert[1] plies an arid island;
Oh my, such a figure upon the surface of Earth!
In every stratum of existence, it alone keeps doing work,
Through day and night, at dusk and dawn.

The young have become rugged in this place;
The world's become a little like a bear.
Could it be the earth, waiving its orbit,
Starts to dance in the blue heavens?

Bird abode[2] with guardian jujube trees encircling,
A pleasant cooing suffused with sweetness of psyche,
In this magic garden mind gets made aware of
Human kinship incessant from above.

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