O homeless God,
Don't you see
From time immemorial
My house is vacant.
I wait & long
Since then
You would come
One day
To fill my house,
My world.
I shall be going
To any corner
With 'To let' board
On my chest, my heart
Wishing your kind appearance
At my door.
Invoking divine powers seeking to fill the void felt by the protagonist. Nice philosophical presentation. Thanks, Prabhata ji.
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I would like to translate this poem
A body is a temple.It is possessed by a soul, i.e. God.It is never vacant.Good.