Loving Star (Tharukaviye)
Loving star,What use is your glow in this desert sky?What use is your shining,Silent… with nothing to say? Like the sages who tumbled from Isigila’s heightsIn the ancient lands of Panchala,I too have wandered as a weary asceticLost in the great forest of my own longing. And then you spoke again—Not with your lips,But with…