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Literary Review
To Ujjayini
As heaven rises like the craze for pleasure,
the moonlight blooms beyond it like the serenity
that descends when all desires subside. Upon whose
head compassion that dissolves as Ganga, and the ember
that consumes ego rest alike; in what radiance's
particle does the sky fall asleep; in whose
throat does poison rest as ambrosia —
that Mahakala's temple is here. And presently
the bells toll the morning puja.
His steps hasten towards that presence.
Climbing each step playfully like a child
he stands with joined palms in front
Of that Father of the Universe
his eyes half-closed, the hymn
`Ya srushti srushturaadya... ' on his lips
well sung in an engaging pitch!
He sees with his inner eye
the Supreme Being controlling the universe,
the sky serving as his ceremonial umbrella!
(Chapter 7, l.25-43, p.63)
Ujjayini: A Fiction-poem, O.N.V. Kurup, translated by A.J. Thomas, Rupa and Co., 2002, p.152, Rs. 250.
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