The Firefly
The firefly is emitting light in the flower-garden,
Or a lamp is burning in the concert of the flowers,
Or a star has come flying from the sky,
Or the ray of moonlight has become animated,
Or in the sultanate of night came
emissary of day,
Made fortune in foreign-land, was unknown in home-land,
Whether a button has fallen from
the tunic of the moon,
Or a speck became manifest in the attire of the sun,
It was a glimpse of the hidden Eternal Handsomeness,
Which the nature brought to manifestation from isolation,
The little star consists of the gloom and the light as well,
At times it comes out of eclipse and goes into eclipse again,
A moth is an insect! A firefly too is an insect!
That craves for light! It is dipped entirely in light.
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God
has given loveliness to everything,
He made moth light-hungry, blessed
firefly with light,
He made the dumb fowls melodious,
He gave tongue-like petals to flowers and taught them silence,
Scenic beauty of the twilight developed at sunset!
Having decorated this fairy He gave it a brief life!
He made the morning like a cute bride,
Having attired in red provided mirror of dew,
One distinction! We have a point
to make!
The day of the firefly is same what we call night!
Everything reflects the glimpse of
the Eternal Handsomeness,
It is speech in man, it is bloom in buds,
This moon of sky! As if, it is heart of the poet!
Whatever is moonlight there! it is throbbing pain here!
Styles of speech have betrayed otherwise,
Song is fragrance of
nightingale! Fragrance is chirp of flower,
Secret of unity has become hidden in diversity,
What is glitter in firefly, the same is fragrance in flower,
Why this diversity be reason for chaos!
When in everything is pervaded the Eternal Silence!
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