Grateful Grateful Grateful to have received insights into the world of yin/yang....St Francis prayer...symbol of infinity n more...duality...paradox of it....looking forward for the next green signal to share it via a workshop... Mor bani thangaat kare, Mann Mor bani thangaat kare My heart is dancing like a peacock Poem by Rabindranath Tagore Mor bani thangaat kare, Mann Mor bani thangaat kare My heart is dancing like a peacock Ghanghor jhare Chahu ore mhaaro Mann Mor bani thanghat kare on seeing rain falling in all four directions, my heart is wondering My heart dances like a peacock.. Ghar gharar gharar Megh ghata, Gagane Gagane Garjaat kare Gumri gumri garjaat bhare Dense mass of clouds makes thundering noises through the skies.. Full of water, they roam noisily Navedhaan bhari saari seem jhoole Nadiyu Navjoban bhaan bhule Nav Din kapotani paankh khule Maghara Maghara Malkaine Medak Nehasun Nehasun baat karein Gagane Gagane Ghumarai Ne Paagal Megh ghata Garjaat bhare Mann Mor bani thangat kare.. Fields full of new grains sway, and rivers, having found their youth (again), have forgotten their ways, [as they are brimming with water, flowing here and there, splashing] The wings of birds have opened, feeling the fresh rainfall the frogs croak in joy, and talk with love.. mad clouds are roaming through the skies, roaring everywhere.. My heart dances like a peacock.. mharo mann.. Nav megh tane neel aanjaniye Maara Ghegur Nain jhagaat kare Maara Lochan Ma Madghen bhare Parchhayi tade Hariyaadi bani Maaro Aatam Nain bichaat kare Sachrachar Shyamal baath Dhare Mahro Praan kari Pulkaat Gayo Pathraai Saari Vanraai Pare olo Megh Ashadhilo Aaj Mhara Doi Nene Nilanjan Ghen bhare The rain from new clouds falls on my eyes like blue anjan* It cleanses them, makes them shine It seems to fill an intoxication in my eyes Even my shadow has become green [with the greenery all around] My soul is jumps with joy Lord Krishna seems to have embraced everything moving and motionless [that is, the entire universe] [Here, Shyamal is used in dual meaning. Shayamal is dark. The clouds all around are dark too. At the same time, the joy makes the poet feel that God has blessed him and the world and so he says that Lord Krishna, who is also called Shyam/Shayamal for his dark complexion, has embraced the world. This style of using one word for two meanings together is called Shlesh in Hindi/Sanskrit and has been a common way of many Indian poets in earlier times. Recently, a similar thing, known as Yamak, was used in the song Banarasiya of Raanjhanaa by Irshad Kamil.] The rain has given joy my life, Rainfall spreads over the whole forest This rainfall of the Aashaadh* month Has made both my eyes intoxicated Mann Mor bani thanghat kare My heart dances like a peacock..
Posted on: Wed, 03 Sep 2014 15:33:38 +0000
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