PROF.
D. R. BENDRE
Food
came threatening to eat me.
But,
it was I who ate. ‘O I’m killed!’ cried life aloud
But
itself did recreate.
Awareness
unawares became
You
and I and he
Knowledge
unknowingly played
Hiding you with me.
Did
that make Itself all
Or
with Itself each imbue?
Or
chords in a single symphony
Are
he and I and you?
In
playthings life has made
The
little prince playing lies
That
through beauty into love
Himself may personalise.
–Translated from
the Kannada original
by
SHANKAR MOKASHI-PUNEKAR