Jul 3, 2011

Wellspring of my song

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Gaaner jhornatolay

To the wellspring of music
You came at my twilight hour
Fill me with your melody
That streams forth in golden glow

The tune that bursts from caves within
Rushing out in eager flow
To seek the ocean of tears
Dislodging the rocky stones
That have hardened the heart so

The tune that drifts in the skies
Bearing the message of dawn
Melting with a radiant smile
Into the soft lap of night

The tune that empties itself
Filling the Champa* goblets
And then goes, away it goes
Having played its part in spring

 Champa: a fragrant flower of genus Plumeria

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