Saturday, December 19, 2020

Love's labor is not lost

(1794)  Mane chilo asha tomake sajabo

In mind was a hope that Yourself I'll adorn
With petals of flowers from my own garden.
Time went by... unrealized was my ambition;
Struck by frost, the flowers vanished.

On my own a flowerbed I am preparing;
Water I have sprinkled painstakingly.
Into those blooms heart's nectar I have poured;
For to You, oh Honeybee, that will I offer...

Time-defeated, everything goes and comes;
But my garden may yet smile once more,
So that Your portrait may forever drift
With love and devotion moment after moment...

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1 comment:

  1. Devotional service may never finish, but it always serves His purpose.