The birds are returning to their nests --
The sky is still holding back
Desparately to the last rays
Of the reluctant, setting sun.
The woods has been gripped
By the misty darkness of the creeping dusk.
A sudden shiver makes the presence felt
Of a breeze which blows silently,
Worn by the blues of the parting day.
Her hands clasped into mine,
Intently I am drinking of her eyes,
Searching for her,
Wondering where she is –
Where I shall find
The source of eternal happiness
That is hidden in her.
Like the infinite secrets of the universe
Trembling in the distant stars of the clear sky,
I can feel the existence
Of the secret of her soul
That is behind the dark depths
Of her illusory beautiful eyes.
Gazing into them,
My self is immersed, lost
Into the fathomless ocean of her being…
Where is She?
Within her lustrous eyes?
Behind her dazzling yet shy smiles?
Or in the sweet stream of her words…
Or maybe beneath the benign peace
That pervades her innocent face.
Alas, my hopes too high!
How rash the desire
To possess her soul,
To consume her totality
In the cramped corners
Of my crowded, clouded brain…
‘Tis like picking up
A beautiful flower on the roadside,
And ensuring the end of its life.
Content I should be with what I get :
A smile, a word –
A glance, a hint of love.
No one belongs to us.
Human beings are not for food
For humane hunger, earthly desires !
They are not ornaments to wear,
To show off !
They are lotuses that bloom
For the world and its Lord—
Assiduously and secretly.
Through days and night,
Through joy and sorrow
Prosperity and Adversity
Through Life and Death
And countless cycles of seasons
They Bloom…
To be enjoyed for their scent,
And beauty and sweetness,
Or even its mere existence !
But they are not to be cut
With the knife of desires,
And expectations.
We are all here to love,
And be strong in love,
But not possess our beloved,
Not to engulf her.
Let us appreciate her presence
Enjoy every bit of it,
Without making her suffer her
For the cause of our pleasure.
‘Tis long we’ve fallen in love.
Now let us
Rise.
Let the sacred rays of love
Drench us
Not in the mire of desires,
But in the fountain of hope, of humility,
Of Life.
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Acknowledgement : Rabindranath Tagore.
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