The one string of Ektara
the Baul plays in reverence,
with his index finger in place:
the strain of his devotion
reaching miles and hence,
losing oneself in His name.
The seeker of truth
as he calls himself,
to dwell in His love,
union with the eternal Beloved.
The lanes he set his feet on,
the woods he traversed,
lives he touched with
his music and laughter.
His declarations of life
won many a hearts;
his enchanting folklore,
the soul-stirring songs,
piqued by occurrences,
are all but offerings to his Lord.
By Nandini Sengupta
@metaphors_of_life
It's such a beautiful and precious piece! Loved it 😍
This is almost like a baul gaan. The flow of words and thoughts. So beautiful, Nandini 🤗❤️
Another beautiful piece. This one about love, devotion, and spirituality. To lose yourself in the pursuit of something greater, to see yourself as a conduit to a higher plane of existence—that is what such a devotion represents. It helps drown our sorrows and sufferings in its divine servitude. Lucky are those who achieve it. Always such depth in your writing, never devoid of meaning and reflection. Keep bringing such marvelous pieces, Nandini.