A Morning are you

 

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