Thursday, April 14, 2022

With Him naught is lost

(2235)  Ganer mala amar kanthe tomar

My garland of songs on the collarbone of Yours,
I've yearned to drape throughout life,
Throughout life.
Close You came not, gave no scope to embrace;
Kindly state: To drape, how do I?

Watching the arrival path so many days have transpired,
And with this contemplation have passed so many nights.
Lost have gotten oh so many songs of mine,
What I'd been composing all of that time.

Those missing songs of mine,
Tunes that have combined with boundless sky,
Afresh they will come back, if You but desire;
Around You once again they will smile.

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1 comment:

  1. He wears our devotion like a garland of songs on His clavicle.