The Sleeping Infant Poem by Harbhajan Singh

The Sleeping Infant

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A still settled night 'twas
You were, I was
and the fear there was

Between you and I
Asleep in the mud was an infant
Fear was
That lost in the musk of our bodies
We two may sleep off
And this little infant may wake up
From its muddy slumber
And set out to look for us.

[English Translation by Dr. Madan Gopal Singh]

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Harbhajan Singh

Harbhajan Singh

Lumding, Assam / India
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