At what point of time
Know not me
Out of the infinite depth of sea
Of immense creativity
Rose Two;
One , the angel of heaven
The Goddess with splendour
Who could incite desire
And the other
The Goddess of Goodwill
And compassion
Filled with Love-
The primary potion
The Goddess of Heaven,
Lakshmi;
One meditation broke
Filling the cup
With laughter and fire
Putting desire
Of beauty
Purely ' falguni',
She gave rise to songs
Of springs, of youth,
Which could never be kept at bay
For long,
(Like that flowery chants
Which come out spontaneous
From intoxicated hearts)
She took away sleep,
Made the bud of rose
To turn sanguine, red
Where passion is always bred;
The Other how returned
With tears of dew
Pouring forth
That serene feel
Of finding morning of life, renewed;
How She returned
With the sky full of bless
How She made all to smile
Finding solace, in self contentment;
How She had all brought
To that sublime thought
Where all could find
How the pristine could bind
All at that meeting point
Of life and death,
How She had ushered in the eternal
The songs of seasons, the autumn,( the fall,)
How She had implanted that pure
Where we can only by Devotion lured.
{*note: it is a transliteration of a poem / song number 23, of Rabindranath Tagore, as can be found in ' Balaka' ( বলাকা) section of his Collected Works/ রবীন্দ্ররচনাবলি, volume two, page number 500. The transliteration is my humble tribute to Tagore, the greatest poet and philosopher of all times}
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