Down here on earth, we have big gates

With electrified fence for inhabitant’s security.

There is fear here, fear there and fear everywhere,

The element of fear lingers in man’s mind

Making him feel drab and destitute.

Even then, neither the gates nor the fences

Create walls strong enough to push away burglars.

Alas! Man has fallen prey to man’s greed

In the temporal realities of this world.

 

All men and women go to heaven.

After having had enough of this hellish life,

Far from the everyday chaos and cauldron,

The multitudes of hurdles fought with vim and vigor,

They rise up  to the sanctuary remains

Where eternal bliss reigns in an infinite universe.

 

And heaven has no gates,

It is open for friends as well as foes.

There are no locked cupboards, no coffers

For all the wealth is shared and offered.

Men, women and children walk with grace feline,

Head held high and heart without fear.

The gulmohars bloom above and the roses below,

There is music in the meandering rivers

And music in the movement of the leaves.

 

There are neither desires nor disappointments

For the needs of man are steady and measured.

A million questions never arise

For man has proven strength to persevere

In the metaphorical juxtaposition

Of light and darkness.

Darkness gone with the wind,

Light reigns in peace.

 

pramila khadun