The play has ended…
The curtains are drawn…
Spectators have left…
You and me were alone in the stage…
The players, who were with us, also
Have left, leaving us
On the empty stage.
You asked me. “Now then?”
We were standing miles apart.
We were the hero and heroine of the play.
Even this distance was so nearby.
You are me, my ego! I am living in you.
No one can separate us in this birth.
The intimacy between the minds
Will always subdue the marital bonds.
Somewhere in the sky above
The clouds weaved a robe
And covered the nature from its nudity
The moon coveted you and
The stars beckoned you.
Why do you stand aloof from me?
Yet you are at my side.
I have found a place of rest
In the solitary cage, in the lap
Of your pure soul, amidst
The permeating scent of your love.