148 (the clouded sky)

THE CLOUDED sky to-day bears the vision

of the shadow of a divine sadness

on the forehead of Wooding eternity.

 

 

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   ধরণীর আঁখিনীর
           মোচনের ছলে
   দেবতার অবতার
           বসুধার তলে।
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THE LITTLE flower lies in the dust.
It sought the path of the butterfly.
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YOU HAD YOUR rudder broken many a time, my boat, and your sails torn to tatters. Often had you drifted towards the sea, dragging anchor and heeded not. But now there has spread a crack in your hull and your hold is heavy. Now is the time for you to end your voyage, to be rocked into sleep by the lapping of the water by the beach.
Alas, I know all warning is vain. The veiled face of dark doom lures you. The madness of the storm and the waves is upon you. The music of the tide is rising high. You are shaken by the fever of that dance.
Then break your chain, my boat, and be free, and fearlessly rush to your wreck.
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