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| Balakrishna Bhagwant Borkar |
Chugam agus a gcling bhog nach n-imeodh
Amach as an dorchadas athartha
Faoi bhun an chrainn bhainiain.
Thit ciúnas ar na coillte,
Chroith na duilleoga is d’fhan gan chorraí
Pé táimhe a bhí
Ar na seamaidí féir
Dhúisíodar go séimh.
Bhuail cloig an teampaill i gcéin
Mhaolaigh ar ghlugarnach na habhann
Ansin líon an dorchadas dlúth an t-aer
Le cumhracht
Tinte ealaíne na féile ag bláthú os ár gcionn
Lasadh gach póir dínn
Cuma rathúil ag teacht ar gach tuar
Is comhartha is ba neamhghnách gach uile cheann acu.
Lúcháir an tsonais ag éirí chun na scornaí
Arraing an bhróin ag sileadh ón tsúil
Deineadh seoda díobh is thosnaigh ag lonrú
Ba ansin tá a fhios agat
Gan fhios dúinn a d’fhásamar ina chéile mar aon.
Inár seasamh ansin le chéile
Agus caora bainiain anuas orainn
Ina gcith
Iompraíodh sinn go tír na n-iontas sa ré i gcéin
Éilísiam, Tír na nÓg.
Níl aon chuid de sin fágtha inniu
Tá mo shaol féin ag druidim chun deiridh
Ach ina dhiaidh sin is uile, go tobann
Cloisim na cloigíní bhráisléad murnáin.
Anois féin, braithim brúcht an ghrá
A chuireann freanga mhilis orm
Agus fiú anois dúisíonn an bhrionglóid mé.
Balakrishna Bhagwant Borkar
ANKLET BELLS
(Paijana)
It was on that day that your anklet bells
With their soft, lingering jingle
Came to me from the fathering darkness
Under the banyan tree.
All the woods fell silent,
The leaves quivered and stood still
Over the blades of grass
In their drowsiness
There came a tender wakefulness.
Temple bells rang from afar
The river’s gurgle became subdued
The thickening darkness then
Filled the air with fragrance
Over us blossomed festive fireworks
Each pore was set aflame
Portents and omens all unusual
Started appearing auspicious.
The bliss of happiness surging to the throat
The pain of sorrow flowing from the eye
Turned into gems and started sparkling
It was then, you know
That all unawares we two grew into one.
As we stood there together
Exposed to the shower
Of banyan berries raining over us
We felt transported
To the charming world of the far-off moon
And the blissful field of Elysium.
Of all that, nothing remains today
My life itself is drawing to its close
Yet even now all of a sudden
I keep on hearing your anklet bells.
Even now I feel the flush of love
And a sweet shudder passes through me
Even now my very dream becomes my wide awakening.
