(inspired by Pāyum OLi Nē Yenakku, a poem by Bharathi)
when You are the dancing light then I am
the eyes that see you
when You are the dripping nectar in a
blossom, then I am the honeybee that
finds you
No words have I to describe your beauty,
your visage, your face, your image, your
place!
You are the purest flame in the sky,
oh, my honey storm, my darling divine!
when You are the harp then I am, the
fingers that play you,
when You are the bangle then I am the
new dazzling diamond that adds luster,
Everywhere I look, it is your reflection that
flows from your gleaming eyes!
Oh darling, you are the empress of my realm.
You are the basis of my living, the reason
for my living, my darling Divine!
Listen to my Dedication
Subramanya Bharathi
(11 Dec 1882 – 11 September 1921)
