Thursday, April 15, 2021

Seed of the future, history in the making

(1892)  Chotta haleo tumi bara

Although you be tiny you are great,
Hey speck of dust, hey pollen-grain.
Dwelling in you is the cosmic tale;
You are tidings of the age,
Wings spread upon the air.

Who says you have no vitality;
Who tells there's no song in thee?
Within atom and molecule's tiers,
Vigor, it has stayed replete...
Overflowing with musical strains.

Who says loveliness you don't provide;
Who tells that no resin you ignite?
From inside abode of laterite,
With green grass you attire...
With sweet scent you dampen, free from care.

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