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)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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