You have filled up the pot of my life many a ways,
would I ever say you gave nothing?
You have removed my ignorance O darling of my life,
may my vessel sail in your ocean..
You arrange the meetings of folks of shore
and with the blink of an eye knowingly make all invisible ..
Unnecessarily the sentimental me take everything unto heart,
earthly me only invite sufferings in utter ignorance..
I am the swan of Manasa who certainly would fly for there,
but always miss the track for my faults
when my little hunger and thirst is satiated by your nectar
I clung to this earth..
Can the nectar be ever discovered in sheer darkness
when suffered by one's own webs of desire?
I shall leave for the far horizon to float there,
I shall cross the Himagiri before time..
You have given the eternal love in the heart of my beloved,
you have given the eternal desire in my infant cries
Flashing the waves of beauty from dawn to dusk
you have given voice to my longing throat..
This captive to be able to sing praises of your lotus feet
you have given rhythm to this Veena..
Ignoring that bliss I played my own games.
The sweet night of union thus ended slowly.
Death of vending is certain in the trade of falsity
yet I priced my jewel there..
I am that plant of winter whose leaves are falling
with the touch of frustration it has been consumed untimely..
I don't feel a bit sorry for that, cause my jewel of my heart is within the deep ocean.
the tune of his flute in the bushes of my life
and his auspicious footsteps is the wind of my life..
Giving and taking in lives is all his play
Lo, how the sole giver smiles in lives..
His touch is the harbinger of blossomed hopes
in the wintry diseased plants of livings; Why to get worried then?
Let's move for the eternal Madhuvan,
we can see the favorite Raasa in the nearby Golaka
on the nearby path today is your union with him
Your chariot of victory is of course in eternal lights..
Your journey will cease soon with the blink of an eye
All your doubts and sufferings would cease to exist..
You will be the fortunate one with the sight of virtue
the Rahu of all your sins and misdeeds shall get destroyed..
The God of my life is present on my path
May my vessel sail in his ocean..
Translation of "Jeevana Paatra mo Bharicha kete mote" by
Late poet Baikunthanath Pattnaik(1904-79)