Wednesday, October 26, 2022

Harvesting honey

(2438)  Bhomra elo phuler pashe

The Bee came adjacent to a flower;
Her petals moved aside.
A closed door was opened;
Nectar's load, overflowing, it arrived.

That One she wants, she obtained Him
In heart hushed and unburgeoned.
At each black-clouds' interstice,
Was a love-tryst with the light.

The Bee states: "Yourself am I with;
Invisible had I been.
To give a shake the heart amid,
A song I go on singing, time after time."

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