Sunday, May 21, 2023

I live in constant hope

(2640)  Diner pare din cale jay

Day after day passes,
Your path observing.
My decades vanish.
Someone does not fathom mind's affliction:
I am lonesome, I am helpless.

By day I suppose: "At night You will appear,
Lantern of hope in hand bearing.
On eyelids deprived of sleep,
You will pour a stream of ambrosia."

By night I suppose: "At morn You are coming
With a crimson dawn's glow ruddy.
Light igniting on mountain of east,[1]
You will rid the darkness."

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1 comment:

  1. But hope is a lonely companion. Please come and make it so.