The Ambrosial
Verily I'm a drop
of the ocean of nectar.
Shunning the ocean I had risen up
in the firmament afar.
Coming down now
I've joined the ambrosial flow
and towards the ocean
ahead I'm in motion.
If I evaporate therein
on the way by the heat of sin,
in the form of dew later on
I'll descend below.
With the nectarean immortal flow,
I'll mingle in the ocean.
[Translated from original Oriya Poem ‘Amrutamaya' By Dr. Harekrishna Meher]
poem by Gangadhar Meher
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River Tamasa: Philosophy of Life
Wandering over several woods wide,
never wavering astray
by illusion of any gorge,
surmounting many an impediment
in my life limpid,
never deeming darkness
as a distress,
never thinking light
to be a delight,
for a remote way
ahead I've continued to forge
with my head humbly bent.
Gratifying every bank-dweller
with offering of water,
fruitfulness of my birth
I'm realizing worth.
[Translated from original Oriya epic-poem ‘Tapasvini' By Dr. Harekrishna Meher]
poem by Gangadhar Meher
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