Sunday, September 15, 2024

In service to Thee



(3132)  Amar ami bhese geche

Gone afloat has my sense of 'I',
Like a blossom upon current's water.
Keeping it close by did not thrive
Under endless bondage of matter.

In diverse ways both day and night,
Knowledge had I desired
On a thought-stream's dearth entire,
The dyes applied, many hundreds.

That same golden-caged 'I'-sense,
When it You did request,
You abducted and then kissing head
Said: "Color you did vanquish."

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