Vidyapati Thakur

(1352 - 1448 / Bishphi / Bihar, India)

The Moon Has Shone Upon Me - Poem by Vidyapati Thakur

The moon has shone upon me,
the face of my beloved.
O night of joy!

Joy permeates all things.
My life: joy,
my youth: fulfillment.

Today my house is again
today my body is
my body.
The god
of destiny smiled on me.
No more doubt.

Let the nightingales sing, then,
let there be myriad
rising moons, let Kama's
five arrows become five thousand
and the south wind

softly, softly blow:
for now my body has meaning
in the presence of my beloved

Vidyapati says, Your luck is great;
may this return of love be blessed.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 1, 2012

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