The Troupe Of The Santal Girls Dancing In The Woods Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The troupe of the Santhal girls dancing and singing
Into the woods and hills
Where their hamlets are
Made from mud and rooftops straw-thatched
And the song notes breaking into melodies,
The melodies of sweet cadence, verbal incantation, music and rhythm.

The Santal girls flanking one another, forming a group
Dancing and singing as a choric song-cum-dance performance
Into the woods and hills
So melodiously, a song aboriginal and ethnic
Where there lie their hamlets,
Into the lap of Nature.

Sticking wild flowers into the hair,
The girls of the woods, dales, vales, hills and brooks,
They singing and dancing at the drum beat,
The beat and vibration of the nagara and the mridang
And the cymbals
So unmindfully lost into the world of their own.