Images born in the eyes (Dese Roo)

The images born in the eyes are but illusions—Yes… fleeting illusions.Yet not all images vanish like shadows;Some remain, eternal and true.They are the images bound to the heart. Images that stir the heart, weaving bonds of love,Images that enchant with wonder,These are the ones that forever conquer the soul. Images carried upon the fragrance of…

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Suwimali

You—whose hair flows like rain clouds dancing in the breeze—were born beneath the auspicious star of Punavasa.I first saw you sprinkling cool water from a silver ewer,in the forest where the Dothalu blossoms swayed. You were woven together from the fabric of my dreams,brought to life by Cupid’s bow.You are Suvimali, radiant bloom of Sunsumaragiri…

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My homeland (Sathan sethbima)

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…

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