Thursday, March 11, 2021

My house was not in order

(1864)  Andhar tithite esechile

On a gloomy day You had appeared;
Why not in light You came?
Why visit on a night of grief?
My domicile was not arranged!

You'd said You'll come at the right time;
You'll be a guest at home of mine.
But prematurely You arrived;
The decoration got not made.

In the gold lamp was ghee and wick,
And in the censer was a resin aromatic.[1]
The alpana's rice-paste was pounded;
You allowed me not the time to paint.

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1 comment:

  1. Maybe the next time I'll do better. In His universe, all is bliss.