Waterfall (Jharani I)
O, Waterfall!
Tell me how
Singing with eyes closed
I can spill over like you?
Colorful, warbling bird
How do you take flight?
I counted wing-beats and leapt
Only to fall on my back
O, Wind! In your whistles
Why is there a somber tune?
What worry spoils your waft?
Why is there a jarring melody?
Fire-fly in the thickening dusk
Tell me how I can
Into the colors of the coming night
Burn bright and comingle like you do?
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Gunjan Shakya
“Tunia Ko” translation