Poetas da Índia
Aimlessly
Yet fascinated
I wander in the world
My clothes smeared with dust.
At times I am enveloped
By the drifting fragrance of flowers,
At times I am beckoned
By the sweet notes of cuckoo,
Crazily eyeing all the colours around,
My feet follow my mind
To the world full of love.
The trodden path I do not take,
But with every step I lay a fresh track,
Playing my lute abundantly
I move amazed
In the maze of light and shadows,
Like a boat drifting in the ocean of endless joy.
I multiply myself to enjoy everything
And yet, I remain undivided, alone.
Rajendra Keshavlal Shah
Aimlessly
Yet fascinated
I wander in the world
My clothes smeared with dust.
At times I am enveloped
By the drifting fragrance of flowers,
At times I am beckoned
By the sweet notes of cuckoo,
Crazily eyeing all the colours around,
My feet follow my mind
To the world full of love.
The trodden path I do not take,
But with every step I lay a fresh track,
Playing my lute abundantly
I move amazed
In the maze of light and shadows,
Like a boat drifting in the ocean of endless joy.
I multiply myself to enjoy everything
And yet, I remain undivided, alone.
Rajendra Keshavlal Shah
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