A Morning are you.
Beyond one million days
and equally nights
Into the root of a long
day
You are a morning
Your face is
The biggest surprise of
that day
Of which day you hold
the last wish
Of my coming back
These both
Are contrasting
directions
My ‘presence’ somewhere
And ‘coming back’ of
mine
Between these two
directions
There is that dream of
Bygone days and missing
nights
Because of which
Beyond one million days
and equally nights
You are a morning
One such morning in
which
Children would be
bathing
The bathed hair of
Bathed women
Would scatter a web
And a color all over
And I, like that spider
Will recognize my
sparkling yarns,
Beyond one million days
and nights
I’ll think about
That what more I have
to say to you
In your unique light
Many lost faces
Will shine immediately
Many fields filled up
with water
Growing paddy from
heart
Will rise
Like a little amount of
salt in the dough
Your memory
Would fill me up with
taste
On the lips of
revolving earth
Beyond one million days
and equally nights
Some words must be
wondering
Into the root of a long
day
Where you are a morning
Again a small
Glowing morning
Translation of Leeladhar Jaguri's Poem
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Dr. Deepak Bijalwan
Poet, Translator