A story of a traveling brook
A story of a traveling brook
You. A lonely maiden, picturesque
Smiling there, in an unseen, fathomless, depth, never to be rescued
Never knew the grace of the creation of a festive reason!
A bird, I never knew too close
Chirping high from far across
The sea
My life and my tranquility!
We loved and cherished for a life long truth,
For once to see!
Witnessing transient colors
Colors , the fauna, flowers bloom
The dewdrops trickling down the lotus, the unseen chanting
That resides in me!
Shivers, lasting forever in a dream!
A sea, mystic is she!
Never to be unfolding anywhere else
Rather only in me!
Thou art though! A silhouette
Far , an incessantly running brook
A chanting running reverie
A story of ours very own
For us , never to be!
Your heart song, pondered for an aching heartache
Perhaps
The heart where every morning
Touches the sky, lifelong
To rush to the sea
Estuary, brimming nature’s salt
And sounds festive
Come back to the abode of thee!
(A Translation)
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