Ramdas Bhandarkar (04-02-1958 / Madikeri)
My Spine is Thy Flute!
I adore you,
Not thy adornments,
my heart loves thee,
And not thy attributes,
o, master poet,
The power of your words, when words flow from poet,
thy powerful mind behind his
thoughts, Stopping the storms,
When you steer the ship,
over high waves,
I am not afraid of tidal waves,
Lightning and thunders,
Sleeping under your wings, O master poet,
without uttering a word, ,
Without writing a line,
but make poets sing and joyfully
I love you thee, When you hold my hands,
No fear of fall,
Even if I fall, fall only safe into
your soft and gentle lap! My spine is thy flute,
Thou blow through Chakras,
AUM in different pitch and rich
My life dances to your tune,
For strains of trifles and for temporal pains immune!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
She has no pride of dress and
Ornaments would mar our union;
they would come between thee and me; their
jingling would drown thy
My poet's vanity dies in shame
before thy sight.
O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet.
Only let me make my life simple
like a flute of reed for thee to fill
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