REALISATION
By “Mahakavi” G. SANKARA KURUP
(Rendered by V. V.
Menon from Malayalam)
Salutations to you,
O, all pervading eternal Sky,
That reaches higher than the highest limits;
O, you, essence of Beauty, that shines
With a splendour of unfathomable purity:
Dazed at your immense height
The great mountain ranges stand
Gazing at your face!
While the tiny grass is thrilled
As it feels the touch of your cool cheeks.
You are farther than the farthest;
And yet, how wonderful,
Nearer than the nearest!
What if I be a drop of dew,
The offspring of the darkest night?
When the fresh rays of your blessing
Touched my soul, by chance,
Did I not see you reflected
In the tiny bead of my life?
What care I if it was but short-lived?
Then did I see the Universe
At once as a drop of dew
Glistening on the grass of Time.
My life lay in a trance of devouring joy
If Which the earth, too, felt in her green thrills.
In that moment of supreme happiness,
Swept by the high tide of divine bliss,
I beheld the mighty ocean of life
As one vast expanse with banks submerged.