Monday, October 7, 2019

From despair to bliss

(185)  Diner aloy ganer tarii

By the light of day a song-boat
I had floated toward the remote sky.
In the gloom, to You will I,
I will get close... that's the hope.

To lilt of waves, a beat does rise;
In the mind its swaying sets in.
You went to a strange, faraway location,
Footprint having traced on all sides.

Now, with song of stars in both mind and heart,
I will row the boat on flower-fragrance.

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