Guest guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 16th Century Mirabai (1498 - 1565?) THE DARK ONE The Dark One threw me a glance like a dagger today. Since that moment, I am insane; I can't find my body. The pain has gone through my arms and legs, and I can't find my mind. At least three of my friends are completely mad. I know the thrower of daggers well; he enjoys roving the woods. The partridge loves the moon; and the lamplight pulls in the moth. You know, for the fish, water is precious; without it, the fish dies. If he is gone, how shall I live? I can't live without him. Go and speak to the dagger-thrower: Say, Mira belongs to you. -- from Mirabai: Ecstatic Poems, Translated by Robert Bly Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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