Sacrifice

Padma Devkota

Sacrifice

Out in the open sky,
the rain and the sun hung
an invitation of the coloured bow.

Electric impulses in the wire said,
“I am your friend.
I want to share with you
the burden of my heart.”

I listened to the heartbeat,
the coloured bow disappeared!

In the name of natural inspiration,
so many times have I lost friendship!
Today, in the name of friendship,
having lost natural inspiration,
I question myself:
“Was it wise to sacrifice a short-lived intense joy
for the sake of open sensibility?”

(Translated from Nepali)