My Little Soul _ Aradhya_ Poem by Prabir Gayen

My Little Soul _ Aradhya_

My mind is a deep canopy,
My heart is deep as sky,
Into the fathom of my being my little soul.
My heart being and mind are not separate song,
It rings with one sonorous muse.
Under the painful grave of my bygone self,
My little one is a heavenly shade.
She is my life and my future dream,
Under her soft sweet and heavenly feet my bare being.
Many a year after sleepless nights my mind finds One to survive,
My little soul my heart's unconditional core,
Absolute and empyreal source of
sterling glee.
In the open lawn of my soul,
In the dry dust of my mind
My little one is arising Sun,
She is a valley with pure and polished flower.
The spring eternal in my dark valley.
Thousand times greater a balm than my cherished agony.
With her vast arrival the room becomes empty,
A desert becomes a valley of blooms that adorn the entire Vale and Dale.
In front of death and sorrow of departure,
I find a place vaster than an empire.