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Awaiting you, i sat on the sandy beach
I had been sitting on a sandy beach,
on the shore of the eastern sea.
Pondering Thee on shore of ascension's sea.
In high dudgeon, You had been
In who-knows-what distant country...
Was it in a remote niche of psyche?
Tell me, tell me please.


Bearing the agony of an unknown pain,
Then, a flight of geese, their wings outspread,
You remained very far.
Had flown off to some far-flung realm,
Where ocean meets the heavens.
In flower-garlands, essence of sweet scent
Had danced with exuberance
In hope of Your attainment.


I wonder, were you hidden
I've not kept in mind days' reckoning,
in the deep recess of my own mind?
Auspicious dates are not within my memory...
Tell me, tell me.
Never was the journal made in writing.
 
Unexpected Guest, when last You were seen,
At that time, flocks of geese,
Was it on shore of declension's sea?
with wings spread out,
How does [[:wikipedia:Agastya#Ramayana|Agastya]] cross the mountain peak?
flew far away
to where the sky and the sea meet.
 
In the hope of attaining you,
the essential fragrance of my floral wreath,
danced with great upsurge of emotion.
 
I did not keep track of days,
neither do i remember dates.
I did not record a dairy of events either.
 
O guest, when shall we meet again?
 
On the western setting side of the ocean,
beyond the path of no return
took place our encounter.
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