- Gratefulness -
Gratefulness, ! oh my master!
for this uselessness, this utterly ridiculous
Way of life,
In the null and void aptitude of mine,
befooled by the mystery of creation and
Nature of things I am defied to nothingness,
The helplessness to the core of my inferiority
I feel the contiguity of my stella,
Soul of my soul.
To be lying down on thy sedulous and carefree
bosom full of love for me is dangerous,
It is always so as it gives freedom to expand against vested interest, mediocre order of
the fashion.
I grow in thee as a flower that blooms against
The season.
Growing against the realm of mind, against
religiosity.
Thou art and always be my cave not that coward's cave, to be living a doubled life in a grave,
Thou art my inner voice, a resting bower
Of illumined shade.
Thy love is for me beyond the brim of mind
My revelation.
Thou art my inner voice, a resting bower Of illumined shade. Thy love is for me beyond the brim of mind My revelation.. ......
Thou art my inner voice, a resting bower Of illumined shade. Thy love is for me beyond the brim of mind My revelation.
To be lying down on thy sedulous and carefree bosom full of love for me is dangerous, It is always so as it gives freedom to expand against vested interest, mediocre order of the fashion.
In the null and void aptitude of mine, befooled by the mystery of creation and Nature of things I am defied to nothingness
In the null and void aptitude of mine, befooled by the mystery of creation and Nature of things I am defied to nothingness...
Gratefulness, ! oh my master! for this uselessness, this utterly ridiculous Way of life,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice verse with feeling and emotion