UNKNOWN FROM THAT DAY

Your alluring body and its beautiful fields,  
the waves of the sea drenched in the moonlight,  
the silent sky—have you seen, how  
all are aroused in the enchanting silence  
in the deep embrace of its natural passion ?  

You have only heard the beatings of my heart,  
its soaring ascendancy, the thirsty stir within  
as if pearls reflected on the waves of the sea  
as if limitless scattered images of the moon.  

That day also revealed the first notorious morning  
and its sky, impregnated with coloured dreams  
adorned with spontaneous pictures of countless flowers.  

Unknown from that day : how silently  
does Spring come sharpening the arrow  
and raining the fire of shephali,  
because  
all seasons have gathered in your body  
to set the Spring aflame,  
alone.  
  

Translation :
Sanat Das Patnaik