The dawn of this new year
has lighted up my dim eyes
that see her rocking a cradle
where will grow REALIZATION.
And where will grow my soul
with the grey feet of wisdom.
And things in a crowd around me
may get nippy in a long highway
or may pile up in her sway.
'The dawn of this new year has lighted up my dim eyes that see her rocking a cradle' powerful contrast to the next line, realization can have huge impacts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Partha Sarathi Paul. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.