Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
(Translated from French by Raja Rao)
Death physical,
Decomposition sly, monstrous,
The terrible fermentation of what was a being.
Ofwhat was once in space,
The mysterious meetings of elements,
The fusion, the unique, a man.
For all men
Here and far away living in the provinces of the world
You had such a pure horror of that death, beloved!
Earth, earth, germination of life!
Do not believe that my senses are worn out, alas!
In the under-woods,
Amidst the rottenness of chestnut leaves,
Beneath my feet
Myriads of bluebells of the spring that comes,
I have seen you,
Crevices bursting in your green sheaths.
I breathe in the exhalations of the morning.
Their tonic freshness,
And the savour of vegetal foods,
I hold their precious and full taste in my palate.
I have caressed the cranny trunks of the oaks,
I have put my hands into thee,
Earth, I have squeezed and divided thee in my hands,
Earth wherein simmers without end a black and tender murmur,
Murmur of life wanting to well up,
Murmur of that fermentation of things dead.
Horror, Horror, Obody of my child in the earth ...