Mirabai

(1498 - 1546 / Kudki / India)

Strange Are The Decrees Of Fate - Poem by Mirabai

Strange are the decrees of fate.

Behold the large eyes of the deer!
Yet he is forced to roam the forests.

The harsh crane has brilliant plumage,
While the sweet-voiced cuckoo is black.

The rivers flow in pure streams,
But the sea makes them salt.

Fools sit on thrones as kings,
While the wise beg their bread.

Mira's lord is the courtly Giridhara:
The king persecutes the Bhaktas.

[From 'The devotional poems of Mirabai' and translated by A.J. Alston]


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 3, 2012


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