Darkness had arrived;
The sound of Your ankle-bells rang out,
And came the light.
The darkness had veiled with rain-clouds;
Then it retired...
Religious austerities had continued without cease;
Through myriad ages nights were so many.
Their ritual oblations were complete;
You arrived, ambrosia oozed out...
The hope that was suppressed at core of even a breast,
The speech that never flourished in beauty's dress,
The day that was ne'er engaged in any accomplishment...
With blooms and fruits, and with honey, they filled out...
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Tuesday, March 22, 2022
Every vacuum is filled by You
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Absence of light You deny. You make the darkness bright.
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