The Receding

 

Please do arrive –

Do light up the lamp at the desolate corner of my hut

Please do arrive


Mid August evening has descended around

Surround receding fast in the vortex of darkness 

Please do arrive

 

Please bring surprise in my eternal expectation

In the form of undulating fragrance of chrysanthemum

Let the azure blue border of your imposing drapery spread out far and wide on my mind

As the swan song of a consummated dream

Please do arrive

[Translated Tagore]