Farmer, behold my little son,One day he will grow to eat rice from the earth.O God, look—my child sleeps in peace,Soft as the evening breeze. Son, do you dream of being cradledIn the lap of gentle Malokudevi?Do you see the Bodhi leaves swaying in the night wind,Glistening softly under the silver moonlight? Do you dream…
The fallen matalus of the coconut treesScatter gently upon the path of the Buddha,Easing the weariness of His sacred feet.He walks in all four directions,Seeking those wise enough to cross beyond samsara.Still, I feel His presence—Upon the distant hills, within the nearby forest. The Buddha arrives,The Buddha arrives alone. Whispers rise of Mathura and Mathugama,Where…
My homeland—sole cradle where every being is free,a land of merit, shining with the Three Sinhales.The Sinhalese have walked this earth for countless ages,guardians of a sacred trust a million years deep.From this holy soil arose the Dhamma’s gentle light,bringing peace to the world, scattering the darkness.The blood within me beats with love for this…
Goddess Kali…Goddess Kali… Do not weep upon the stoneBeside the dark Kaala Nadi river,Do not let your tearsBecome the cause of ours. Goddess Kali…Goddess Kali… In the city where swords once blazed,Your noble lineage was struck down.Now Velapura echoes only with silence—Do not dwell forever in sorrow,Do not chain your heart to the past. Goddess…
Wash from our bodies the painted hues of parties,Let Diyawanna’s waters rinse us clean.We have watched too many hollow spectacles—Let us turn our faces and refuse them.Lay aside caste and color, if only for a moment,For our Motherland, Sri Lanka, is fading—Come, give her some care before it is too late. Without you, who will…