कविता / Poem
तीर्थ
तपाईंबाट उम्रिएकाे म
तपाईंको न्यानो काख छोडेर
म तीर्थ खोज्दै कता जाउँ?
मेरो आगमन अनि अस्तित्वको
एक एक क्षण सयौं पीडा थपि
मेरो एक अबोध मुस्कानमा रमाउने
तपाईंको अति कोमल हृदय छोडी
म तीर्थ खोज्दै कता जाउँ?
मेरो जीवनको लक्ष्य देखाउन
आफ्नु जीवनको गति त्यागी
मलाई नै जीवनको गन्तव्य ठानी सकेकी
तपाईंको अतुल्य बलिदान बिर्सी
म तीर्थ खोज्दै कता जाउँ?
तपाईं नै मेरी ममतामयी माता
तपाईं नै मेरो तीर्थ।
Sprung from you,
leaving your warm lap behind —
where would I go, searching for a pilgrimage?
Every moment of my arrival, of my very existence,
heaped a hundred pains upon you,
yet your so-tender heart found its delight
in one innocent smile of mine —
leaving that heart behind,
where would I go, searching for a pilgrimage?
To point my life toward its goal
you gave up the course of your own,
having long since made me the destination of your life —
forgetting a sacrifice beyond all measure,
where would I go, searching for a pilgrimage?
You are my mother, made of tenderness itself.
You are my pilgrimage.