Friday, November 24, 2023

I am calling always

(2833)  Deke deke cai tomake

Always calling, Yourself I crave.
To listen, You obtain not...
After hearing, back to gaze,
Unable to stay distant.

I call You neath the flames of summer;
Under desert's heatwave unbearable.
With screwpine on nights of rain,
Afloat is pollen, know You not?

On autumn eves with night jasmines
In their kush-kash-colored hymns;
With the prewinter fall of dew,
A soaked earth's reprimand...

Amid the winter's inertia
Prays to You a mind benumbed;
And in garb of the spring blooms,
With You in divers forms pleasant...

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