Monday, June 6, 2022

Hope's passage

(2292)  Path bendhe dile e kii bhalabasa

Composing the path, this love is great and strange,[1]
Full of hope's light-rays.
A mind that was unreined,
Sense of self it lost today.

I am the flashing of a small and puny atom,
Day and night I sway between hope and desperation;
But being loved by the distillate of kindness,
In mind comes fresh flow of strength...

Hope's surfeit, when that is provided,
On a trifling 'I', ambrosia, it gets coated;
Then by insight, love's splendor filled,
The gloomy dark, jam-packed it's made...

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