Monday, December 11, 2023

The pain is gone

(2847)  Svapan bhara ayata ankhi

Dream-filled, eyes wide,
Coating sweetness of far azure sky,
Oh Who are You today arrived,
Calling from the gate with a strike.

For ages I'd been watching;
I'd been awake in hope of Your coming.
Applying dye on the clouds ebony,
You said: "No pain is left to realize."

In the springtime on a colored eve
Or clothed in night jasmine of fall morning,
Your war-trumpet, out it's sounding,
Cloaking anguish of a wretched life.

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