कविता / Poem
प्रेम कस्तो कठोर
कस्ले भन्यो प्रेम कोमल हुन्छ?
मैले प्रेमलाई हिमचुली जस्तो
बज्र कठोर स्वरूपमा देखेको छु
छिचोल्न चाहने हरू सबैलाई
कक्र्याएर निस्वास पारेको
प्रत्यक्ष देखेको छु
तर आफ्ना प्रियहरू धेरै तल
समतलमै भए पनि
बिस्तारै आफै पग्लेर
जीवन उमार्ने तरल भई
आफै चुहिएर बगेको देखेको छु
बगाउला बर्खे भेलले
सुकाउला लामो खडेरीले
तर हिम स्रोतको बेग्लै धैर्यता छ
त्यो प्रेम निरन्तर छ, दिगो छ
त्यो प्रेममा जीवन फुलेको छ
त्यो प्रेममा संसार अडेको छ
Who ever said love runs soft?
I have seen love wear the face of a glacier peak —
adamantine, hard as heaven’s own thunderbolt.
All who sought to breach it
were turned back, breathless and undone —
I have seen this with my own eyes.
Yet for those it calls its own, far below,
even in the quiet of the plains,
love melts — slowly, of itself —
becoming the water that coaxes life awake,
seeping through stone, flowing freely, giving itself away —
this too I have seen.
The monsoon’s fury may sweep all before it,
the long drought may crack the earth to dust —
but a glacier keeps its own deep patience.
That love is ceaseless, inexhaustible —
in that love, life has blossomed,
on that love, the world stands.