topics: |  poetry | india | religion

paga bandha ghumgharyam nacyari

Binding my ankles with silver
I danced–
people in town called me crazy.
She’ll ruin the clan
said my mother-in-law,
and the prince
had a cup of venom delivered.
I laughed as I drank it.
Can’t they see–
body and mind aren’t something to lose,
the Dark One’s already seized them.
Mira’s lord can lift mountains,
he is her refuge.

thane kai kai bol

Dark Friend, what can I say?
This love I bring
from distant lifetimes is ancient–
don’t despise it.
Seeing your elegant body
I’m ravished.
Visit our courtyard, hear the women
singing old hymns.
On the square I’ve laid
out a welcome of teardrops,
body and mind I surrendered ages ago,
taking refuge
wherever your foot falls–
Mira flees from lifetime to lifetime,
your virgin.