PrincessPrince… the ancient moon has returned tonight,Carrying its cool light to the heavens above.I knew you were coming,For your fragrance mingled with the blossoms’ breath. PrincePrincess… I am heir to the royal crown,Yet I cast it aside for you—You, who gather Asoka flowersIn the silent grove of love. PrincessPrince… the ancient monsoon still falls,Pouring its…
Why do you press so many clothesinto such a small suitcase?At this hour, no bus will come—no road will carry you through the night. You turn your face away, reluctant,and still—it is not enough—tears slip silently down. The sky is rumbling,soon the rain will break;outside waits onlya wall of endless darkness. You turn your face…
The pain of clinging cuts so deep,Grief burns like an endless fire.O Bhagavan!Alas… Rama! If we are born, we must depart,There is no cure for death’s return.If we had never come—how peaceful that would be.So the Blessed One has taught:Speak gently of the dead,Praise their virtues, let faults be forgotten.Why think beyond this truth?My weary…