White Night!
Inside your footsteps I hear an echo
Now your breasts are swollen
Like this rounded earth
Like a far far away Milky Way
Love that Moon has shed
Has made a profound yet sublime pray
Around the softness of the Moonbeams!
Inside the vigor of the silence
I hear an echo
The last bird around the sky has gone for a sleep
The last honeybee
The ants inside
This earth now inside a dream
sleeping like a baby
And you smile
You penetrate
Like silent waves mute murmur around the dark river
You are awake
Inside my heart!
Shamik Bose 17th April 2010 Calcutta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is this, 'a most decorative spectral light of the sky painted white....iip