Thursday, December 12, 2019

Calling me

(1447)  Phagun kena kende cale jay

Spring, why does it go out crying?
It just keeps calling me,
And I cannot bear it...
On unfamiliar wind from a land exotic,
Weeping, weeping, calling me,
From far shore of hundred seas.

So many days, they come and leave...
Alas, Lord, there's no end to that calling.
Sitting all alone, I consider inwardly:
In what manner do I make it cease?

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1 comment:

  1. Some attachments are tough to let go. At least one is impossible.