Black Marigolds (Chaurapanchasika) · 1919
45
Translated by E. Powys Mathers (Black Marigolds, 1919)
Even now
Spread we our nets beyond the farthest rims
So surely that they take the feet of dawn
Before you wake and after you are sleeping
Catch up the visible and invisible stars
And web the ports the strongest dreamer dreamed,
Yet is it all one, Vidya, yet it is nothing.
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