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Lokkhi jokhon aashbe (audio: Vikram Singh)
Where seat her will you
When she comes, the Goddess of bounty
Look within your heart you’ll see
Her favoured lotus
You have not culled
Bewails the morn breeze
Crestfallen in its pale light
Looks at you the wistful sky
A silent plea in its eyes
With such hopes secret
In the deepest dark of night
Floated up a flawless bud
From beneath the waters deep
Blossom it could not
Severed from its stalk by chance
Where do I find the sweetness
That heaven asks from this earth
Another version by Anandamayee Majumdar:
Where shall you seat
your goddess of bounty
when she arrives?
Look and see you have lost
her sacred lotus-seat.
The air, askance
with paltry sunshine
the soundless sky
dish out the same disquiet.
A green bud once took shape
created with hope
traveled till the dark
scaled deep waters.
But the stalk gave way
and the flower was unborn
and I wonder if I've got that
which heaven craves of earth.
Lokkhi jokhon aashbe (audio: Vikram Singh)
Where seat her will you
When she comes, the Goddess of bounty
Look within your heart you’ll see
Her favoured lotus
You have not culled
Bewails the morn breeze
Crestfallen in its pale light
Looks at you the wistful sky
A silent plea in its eyes
With such hopes secret
In the deepest dark of night
Floated up a flawless bud
From beneath the waters deep
Blossom it could not
Severed from its stalk by chance
Where do I find the sweetness
That heaven asks from this earth
Another version by Anandamayee Majumdar:
Where shall you seat
your goddess of bounty
when she arrives?
Look and see you have lost
her sacred lotus-seat.
The air, askance
with paltry sunshine
the soundless sky
dish out the same disquiet.
A green bud once took shape
created with hope
traveled till the dark
scaled deep waters.
But the stalk gave way
and the flower was unborn
and I wonder if I've got that
which heaven craves of earth.
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