A warm heart to serve, host is kind,
How long still should ye O guest stay?
Your welcome may be richly lined,
No reason still to overstay.
Time tends to leave things stale behind,
Leave bags-baggage, what use delay?
Kind hearted is host, in faith blind,
Let not still your welcome decay.
Dateless does Death knock, keep in mind,
Taxing his patience does not pay.
Care taken so fair, doted and dined,
Ye aught know still your best-before day.
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This piece is allegorical. The life force, jeeva, attached to body-mind finds it hard to leave, even though it is time to go. He is after all a guest, no more. Yet, attachment is so strong the forces of me and mine keep it bound. Death is almost knocking at the door, and still…
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Reflections | 02.05.14 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem