Tamsooma Geotar Gumya (From Darkness To Light) Poem by Muhammad Shanazar

(A dialogue between Raja Jink and Rishi Ya Golkia)

At the night brightened with full moon,
The universe was on ecstatic move,
The atmosphere was scented with the smell of mangoes,
The swaying wind was stirring the tenors of guitar,
And Shah sat on the cold sand of Ganga,
He asked Rishi, “Where is the straight path of righteousness amid the darkness on the route of life? ”

Raja asked, “O! Rishi,
When the sun will go astray in the dark spaces,
And the moon will lose itself in the trenches of skies,
And the iron-made pillars of darkness will be hanging all around in the universe,
Tell me Rishi,
Which light will enlighten the path of Man,
With which light the universe will move ahead? ”

Rishi replied,
“When darkness will spared all around,
And dawn will be seen nowhere,
Then some spark,
Some flame from the fire of forest,
Agni Ka Par Kash (Translate by yourself)
Will flicker your conscience,
And that spark will contain radiance.”

Then Rishi became silent,
Silences prevailed all around, just like as
Snow becomes hard on the mountains.

Suspicion raised its head in Raja’s mind,
The horse of doubts galloped again,
And he said,
“What will happen if there is no fire,
And no expanding conflagration,
And extinguished are all bonfires
Dormant are all volcanoes,
And if the world of light is lost.”

Rishi smiled and said in His silky voice,
“How long will you extend the array of doubts?
But listen!
When darkness will surround from all sides around,
Silences will squat over brooding,
Neither there will be the sun, nor the moon nor stars,
All fireworks will hide themselves
Then there will upswing a voice, a sacred word,
A sound of curiosity,
Holding your hand will lead you ahead,
It will take you there, where lies you final destination.”

Raja again asked,
“What will happen if there is no voice,
The existence of voice will lose itself in some alley of disruption,
And will be robbed the appearance of speech, grumble and reverberation,
When there will be neither the moon, nor the sun, nor flames nor winds, nor sounds, nor moving spheres, nor lamps nor goblets
All around will be the smudges of blackness,
And there will be extended emptiness to the farthest end of the heaven,
And negritude covering immense distances,
O! Rishi, where will Man find the specks of his life and his world? ”

Raja beheld cloud was hovering in front of the moon,
And glow of the moon was dimming down,
Raja inquired again,
“If clouds consume themselves while raining down,
And with the winds darkness grows darker and darker,
What will become of Man Rishi? ”

Rishi beheld the distant sky,
And the outspreading dance of moonlight on the fluctuating waves of Ganga,
Smilingly touched the forehead of Raja,
And said,
“O! Shah, take along your perceptions,
Peep deep down into your inner-self,
Identify the light of your existence,
Consider this light the beacon of your guide,
Call you inner-self,
Take along your conscience,
Go ahead lacerating the chest of darkness,
And then you will behold,
Growing in the skyline the dawn gold.”

Tamsooma Geotar Gumya
From darkness to light,
Go ahead, being bright.