Friday, September 18, 2020

Nothing of this world lasts forever

(1702)  Niilakashe balaka bhase

Upon the blue sky rides a flight of geese;
It proceeds, do tell please, unto which country.
In company with blue yonder, what is that crossing?
Ideation, it moves on, ultimately.

All the stars, amazed and lacking speech,
They remain staring at that crossing only.
Moonrays by the heaps, having plied through nothing,
They provide encouragement, smiling and smiling.

Earth's human beings, upward facing,
Grant adieu with songs aplenty.
Drawn to the color of Dawn's Mountain in the east,[1]
For mingling with the heavens they also want to leave.

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1 comment:

  1. Thoughts and beliefs and human beings tarry for a while. Then everything moves on. Where do all end up?