And the lotus bud which had blossomed
In the pond of the forest,
Many people knew it.
They were permuting mentally about the years
Thinking how the day will be
When the flower will bloom to its full.
Days passed by
Days after month and year
You awoke from a deep slumber
And the birds of your dreams
From your body flew away
Flapping their wings.
The sun had already
Coloured your body
When you opened your eyes.
Mind had wings to fly then
And you turned to your side
Having kadambas full of your chest
Many a hermits got devoid of their
Deep and deadly meditation.
Thousands of bhawanras wished
To be enclosed within the petals
And to meditate for ever.
But swayambar had been staged
For the lotus
And the lotus was in search
Of a sole soul(mind)
Whom she will love first for ever
And will marry later for ever
And ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poems... Deep thoughts indeed.