Sunday, August 23, 2026

And then a cosmos came



(3763) Ami jani na keu jane na

Know not I, knows no one,
When first You had appeared.
There was not date or moment, or computation;
On Earth's surface, nobody was there.

There was not a grain of dust, not a rain shower:
No cloud transformation from mist to water.
There had been no sunshine, this environment:
On flower petals, the bees a-buzzing.

There was no demise or the touch of nectar;
There was no nighttime or even the day's mirth.
There was not a microsecond's radiance of luster;
Within Time Eternal,[1] all were deep asleep.

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Saturday, August 22, 2026

With You it's more than just a link



(3762) Tomar katha shuni bare bare ami

Your tale I listen to repeatedly;
Night and day about You I do think.
Your sweet smile, upon floral pollen sailing,
Without equal it gives swing.

On my mind Your footprint is painted;
Petals of Your garland are in my mem'ry garden.
Your movement's rhythm, it brings speed unto existence;
Hey my Intimate, hey the Ever Mystifying.

All the time You're with me, if or not convenient,
A triumphant tilak all-conquering, having etched on forehead.
Inside, a drop accommodates ocean-water bottomless;
The molecule You make fused with the Supreme.

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Friday, August 21, 2026

The particulars don't matter



(3761) Tomar saunge paricayer

Of my acquaintance with Thee,
Day and date to mind don't spring.
You have simply stayed filling psyche;
Whole of life You are there.
Mine had been no riches worldly;
Like an assortment of gems, Yourself I received.

In breast of a molecule was a gravelly reflection;
On a leafless branch, fresh greenery's palpitation.
In a cloud black as ink, a rainbow's radiation;
Compassion You made complete.

A bloom that had dropped beside the way, neglected;
Which is that Florist Who plucked it from the forest?
On it color did He lavish, He infused a sweet scent;
You are only He, on far bank of ebony.

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Thursday, August 20, 2026

Why have You gone?



(3760) Esechili kene geli

You had appeared; why did You leave?
Tearing down my house built, oh You left.
Now to whom will I speak, who will comprehend me!
Oh Lord, is this how You made love?

Like a kite upon me swooping,
You had pounced on my movement-species.
Away You went, making all empty;
Oh why break my heart developed?

You disappeared; why did You accept defeat?
You tore the floral garland mine at Your feet.
This my necklace, oh You did not fathom.

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Wednesday, August 19, 2026

I don't truly recongize...



(3759) Ajanar sure caliyachi dure

I have gone afar on an Unknown One's melody,
At an Unknown One's beckoning.
An Unknown One, ever He's a stealer of my mind,
A mystery ringed by fancy.

An unknown sun's familiar rays of light,
Sensation theirs I've deemed fine.
An Unknown One, by floral thread, myself smiling
He has tied, every tiny piece.

The Unknown Pilgrim, when familiar He will be,
For a moment He'll abate the light's festivity.
The light, it sails on my heart-speech,
On the warm blood of my vivacity.

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Tuesday, August 18, 2026

Let me cry for Thee



(3758) Nupura ranane maner gahane

To the jingle of ankle-bells at mental depths,
When the sonance gets awakened,
There is naught its equal, naught its like.
It has come, invading ears at a grove of shyness;
Why despite resolution don't I find?

At memory's shrine, satisfied are which ones...
Those with tears held at heart's core.
Together with a moonlit night's myrtle;
In only His song, so just His thought, float on do I.

Coated by the hue of fresh green leaf are You, my Darling,
At abode of psyche, ever fit to be received cordially.
A history of love is Your story;
Hence, it brings delight to a mind deprived.

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Monday, August 17, 2026

His vision



(3757) Neiko vyatha vedana aji e prate

There's no pain or sorrow this morning;
On this Earth, only a smiling jollity.
To set aside the gloomy cloud of misery,
A song you sing to heart's content under sunbeams.

There's no throbbing from a stone's laceration;
From the mouth of volcano there's no fire's eructation...
No increase or decrease of pressure, sound of a storm;
No flame-like burning by sunshine in the grain-field.

Society there is not, amid dancing of dead demons;
With starvation's food, there is no absorption...
There is no creature's death by wintry attenuation;
The wish is just to accomplish all-round well-being.

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