Saturday, January 9, 2021

Cannot do

(1805)  Bendhe rekhecho je more

Tied You have kept me,
Master, with Your love-strings.
I, to stay forgetful of Thee...
No, I cannot be.
With fervent tears,
I recall Your words only.

You are my day's light,
And You are my dark of night.
You are my wrong and right,
Stern and tender Thief Divine.
Under the summer heat or winter sunbeams,
Myself You are enveloping.

Never You am I forsaking;
You're the Master, world-pervading.
Hopes demolished though I'm weeding,
Inside memory You stay fixed and filling.
You are what is lost and what is reaped,
Blanketing everything.

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