The poetic base of Jayanta Mahapatra
Is one of physics,
Light and darkness theory,
Swapping places and positions,
The break of dawn as well as its retreat,
Darkness enveloping the world,
The sun retreating back to,
Light travelling back to,
Again back with the red disc
Glowing,
Indicating the break of dawn,
The crows crowing,
The world arising from sleep,
Arising and awaking.
Of the origin of universe
So vast and spacious,
Dimensional and hugely vaulted,
Lurking upon
With space and horizons
Touching the ground somewhere,
But not so exactly,
Seems to be so,
A realm in nothingness, vacuum, nihilism,
Silence opening the folders.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem