Marching toward a war divine

(2183)  Andhar sareche alo jhariyache

The gloom has withdrawn, light-rays are dropping;
Now there is just going toward the front.
Those who are lifeless, dreading beings of the dark,
Tacitly they are crooning love-songs.

In vain you lose time, having looked behind;
Do not fret about old tales that are futile.
We march onward with both heart and mind;
Forgotten is all desiring and acquiring.

Day passes by in hope of only the light,
Upon liking, toward the goal we all hie.
Having stayed seated is no waste of time;
With face smiling, a boat we are plying.

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