Does the earth ask the shower How much you love me And neither does the rain ask How much the thirsty land needs To fill it to the brim The vast expanse of green Love from the clouds. The sky, the clouds, rain, earth and the green Ah! Love all around ever since birth A review of prayer of our life Love bound up with green.
The heartbeat is there in each man So long it goes on Life is boisterous. One hand holds the bigger cup of sorrows The other holds the smaller one of joy. It is uncertain What proportion from the two Can keep life going. What proportion of love and hate Can make the field of life fertile Is also uncertain. None can tell What amount of love and violence Can make the drama of life entertaining. Who knows what measure of honesty and fraud In income and expenditures Can keep life balanced? None can tell you The amount of wealth needed To secure the life after. No ready reckowner Can help one to calculate The balance sheet of life. Death may be another name of life Nurturing life we nurture Death Carefully every day. Then why do you worry over life?
[Translated by Ananda Bormudoi]
Noni Bordoloi is a contemporary Assamese poet