Sri Aurobindo
Translations
CWSA.- Volume 5
Part Two. Translations from Bengali
Section Three.
Chittaranjan Das
XIV
The day is filled with clouds and dusk and grey.
Wave sobbing falls on wave; there flowers, there rocks
A pain unquiet in their broken shocks.
Trembling there moans a large lament today.
The heavens are filled with dusk and sad and grey.
An endless outcry fills my soul today.
Is’t joy? is’t pain? Are these the depths of love!
Troubled, restless, peering with wild crests above,
What is it cries, what yearns in thee this day,
O heart? Thy heavens are full of dusk and grey.