Fixed the bottle of scent...
Unbound her fragrance' ascent.
Branched the nightingale
but her song to all ascends.
Moored tonight is the boat
but morn brings unfurled sails.
Earthbound the bodhisattva
but his aura spreads everywhere.
Amherst-circumscribed
was Emily's pen
but her poems to
distant lands took flight.
93 million miles away the sun
but his love left home
to give us light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautifully written poem. My condolences on the passing of your beloved Babaji.