Jibanananda Das

Sky High

Don't think of going there, Suranjana,
Of talking to the young what's-his-name.
No, you come back here, Suranjana,
The star of stars has lit its flame.

Return to this field, to this wave --
Walk back into my heart.
Don't go to him, stay well away --
As far as two can part.

To him -- what can you say?
O sky above the skies,
Who seem like soil today
On which his love grass thrives.

Suranjana,
Today your heart is grass,
O wind beyond all space
And sky above the skies.

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