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Syama wakes on the cremation grounds
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by Nazrul Islam
(1899 - 1976) Timeline
English version by Rachel Fell McDermott
Original Language Bengali
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Syama wakes on the cremation grounds to take Her child at the final hour to Her lap. The peaceful Mother sits on the pyre in fire hidden by Her sari of love. To hold him on Her lap She left the Kailasa of Her joy, and with blessings and fearlessness in Her hands made the cremation grounds Her home. Why fear this place when you'll sleep peacefully at the Mother's feet? Who dies ignited by the flames of this world, to him the Mother calls: "Come to My lap, come to My lap." To lull you to sleep, Oh Wearied by Life, Ma takes you to Her lap disguised as death.
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