Verdure Poem by Upendra Majhi

Mouth sitting on a hungry stomach,
gravitates towards food,
eyes of the hungry emit a sparkle of food -hope,
Here on this planet only,
corn is growing in the corn field
in Nalsepari rice field,
in Bandiari, in posci bil,
Early morning, in the dense fog,
to the tune of tein Teinia's song,
village will wake up to energy,
to prepare for the day,
the verdure, where soul of planet rests in peace.
will be my destination, for the silent night,
Under mushrooming blooming of stars, white stars,
bright faint stars,
from which hangs the eternal blessings
of departed ancestors,
endearment will flow,
you will drink this state of bliss
in your palm, it will be so real
these thoughts belong to the planet,
of living beings, their hunger and food,
village will get submerged in dense dark now,
not a single drop of light,
except in the sky,
where 200 constellations twinkle, in all possible shapes,
cushion of grass on the earth for thy body,
cushion of starry sky for thy soul,
silence and solitude filling your consciousness.
hours will pass by.
till stars climb to zenith,
you wake up from sleep and walk down to village.
translated from a poem by Upasana Majhi