Sunday, May 31, 2020

Divine messenger

(1593)  Jharana ami ucchala jaladhara

Cataract, I am a cataract, a surging water-stream;
Mountain's message, melted tidings,
A sweet clamor, I convey to the sea.

Myself any obstacle cannot impede;
No demonic prison can ever suppress me;
Being lively I go on, as if in a frenzy.

From no prohibition do I ever fear;
Parched throats with liquid nectar let me fill...
Surging water's murmuring, I dance on, bondage-free.

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