Those hollow tickings, ache on ache
Heartbeats which resound.
Tear for tear, one begs a response;
Sympathy's; cloud-found.
In the prayerful night what descends
To dew-time, suited!
World's most needful voice is that cry
For love, most muted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful verse dipped into the unfathomable beauty of spirituality.. Praying, a trance beyond words.. A great pleasure to read..
Thankyou so much. Sorry for late reply!