|
THE FIRST PAINTING
There was I – And perhaps you as well.
I, a shade amongst other wandering shades,
And perhaps you another
pale shadow
Bits of shadows midst the pervading darkness
But that’s
a tale of prehistoric times.
Darkness of nights and of groves there was,
They were these
garments, we wore, you and I
A shaft of sunlight came in
And flashed
through our bodies, yours and mine,
And spread itself on the stones it
carved.
At the time it was only rounded limbs tipped with
light.
Thus was the first painting of the universe made,
The leaves
gave it their greens
Clouds their billowing whites, the skies their
greys,
Flowers their reds, yellows, and crimsons.
The art of painting came much later.
Translated
by Pritish Nandi
Source: yugantar
|
