Friday, October 1, 2021

Spring arrives, and I cry

(2040)  Tomara manera katha

Your innermost thoughts,
Reports made of dream,
Please say to everyone
On the earth, in every ear.
But whatever You may tell, Love,
This fact, do take stock of it:
It will go on staying strung
In many songs, nary a limit.

On spring's advent the night weeps,
Her binding hopes, notwithstanding...
For the sake of mind's hearing
On an endless quest of Thee.

You please come time after time;
A namaskar will I provide...
In hundred lives, a hundred times,
Having forgot all pride.

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1 comment:

  1. Why did You make me weep? Could it be that foolishly I think You need to hear?