After many days today
the
east smiled.
Opening
the window curtain,
I
also celebrated.
The
freezing cherry tree in the garden,
in
its old, naked body,
smiles
a bit,
pregnant
like me.
She’s
conceived
at
each knot of her branches
beautiful
buds
ready
to bloom.
In
the cold of a cruel winter
with
chilly wind and snowfall,
she
challenges and stands alone,
absolutely
naked,
showing
shamelessly
ugly
parts of her body.
But
Now the days are coming
for her to be proud of.
Branches are covered
with beautiful flowers
from top to bottom,
Challenging the chill of
the cold winter,
In the fine morning,
She is crazy to decorate
herself,
Imagining the sound of
bees,
dappled butterflies in
her branches,
amazed !
I also wait
for the golden days of the
cherry,
beautiful flowers to blossom
after her labour pain.
Like her,
I am also in labour
pain,
giving birth
to a beautiful poem.
Translated from the Nepali by Gopi Sapkota
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