The Mysterious Door-drkgb
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From where does incarnate the Light?
That which en-roots the murky night!
Spills the billion-hued twinkling sight;
The spectroscopic bewildering
Un-silhouetted Quiet!
The sky, unusually clear an’ blue;
Sweetie, glittering, silvery hue;
The sacred space dreaming anew;
To shape the ever unsung rhyming view!
O Mom, when you open the magic door?
For my eyes winking to see the hope-shore!
Or shall I brood on this banyan spore;
Or till to the Nil, Full; or bore to the core?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem