It's the Beginning By Kuldip Medhi

It's the beginning From here the road Takes a bend Like the horse-shoe Towards west From here the stretch Of bare meadows On both sides of the path The tufts flying hither-thither Shadows from the lined trees Seem lost somewhere A heron in the pool's mud Seems to search for food Looking back from here Nothing can be seen The dust of the path Rubbing their eyes Bounces back Wild flowers at the foothill Seem to beckon someone Can hear a distant echo Of a chopped tree's voice Piercing the heart It's the beginning Hereafter nothing more Nothing furthermore Here is the end Skies of the evening The blaze has Smoldered to ashes. (Translated from the original in Assamese "Eyar Porai Arombhani" by Prof. Anita Baruwa)