The Sunset.
Ah Night! You have come… our wedding awaits you…
Seat yourself by me that the sun and moon be seen at once,
Follow the chant and repeat,
That we may, in sanctity, our love complete…
The singing birds, mark the sacred hour begun,
Grasp my hennaed hand and lead me round the divine fires of the flaming sky,
Tie the three knots of twilight and bind me unto you,
Then supplicate that we may receive blessings of joy anew.
Farewell mother, I leave to my husband’s place.
Give me leave, my journey to begin,
Don’t cry! Smile, everyone to beguile,
For tomorrow will find me once again your child…
Beloved, my palanquin has arrived at your doorstep.
With sweet maidenly hopes to enter within
I dip my feet in holy red and place my first step across the threshold.
Take hold of my hand and accept me into your soul.
Lead me unto our chamber that you may proclaim me- mine
Shut the door gently for the world still looks on.
Cover me with your darkness for I still burn with shame;
While History is made with the end of our sublime game…
Wipe away the vermillion spot on my forehead with your kiss,
Uncloak the scarlet drape that hides my scarlet being,
Let me find my oblivion in our embrace
That Tomorrow shall again set tomorrow’s pace.
-Aparnaa.
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