Life-sprouter Sun! Thou showered forth thy rays
On this tiny seedling that timid lays,
Beneath the loam clayed soil for umpteen days;
Before thy light like a blessing poured all
Thy honeyed lyrics' melancholy call;
And now with thy strength my head erect held,
With branches outspread have I rapid swelled,
I bear wisdom's fruits from spring through fall.
Master! Could I with trifle life repay?
Enter thy kingdom of colours divine
That monumental heart my only shrine,
At whose lotus feet hear solemn voices say,
"Transcend again to that formless form,
Sailing through life's malady like a storm! "
Write comment. Such a wonderful write, Narayan. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jazib, thank you.