Saturday, April 16, 2022

Must it be the sky above?

(2237)  Dure theko nako kache eso

Don't stay remote, kindly come nigh;
Come Dear, please appear inside my mind.
More than everybody, Yourself I admire;
And You cherish me, this too I realize.

On a white autumn night, in hope of Thee,
Toward the sky I look with eyes unflinching.
Passionately glide the flights of geese;
Meanwhile, like the moon, brightly You smile.

In springtime, with a sweetly scented breeze,
Because of You, to the vast azure they peer.
Upon earth and in heaven, everyone unitedly,
They declare: You sail on psychic sky.

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