by Kalidasa  English version by W. S. Merwin & J. Moussaieff
Masson Original Language Sanskrit  Even the man who is happy
     glimpses something      or a hair of sound touches him
     and his heart overflows with a longing           he does
not recognize  then it must be that he is remembering      in a
place out of reach      shapes he has loved       in a life
before this       the print of them still there in him waiting
-- from East Window: Poems from Asia, Translated by W. S. Merwin
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Nygaard /  View All Poems by Kalidasa  Commentary by Ivan M.
Granger  and his heart overflows with a longing           he
does not recognize  I just love these lines.  It reminds me of
revelation I had around age 20 that really helped me through a
lost, lonely period. It was a time when I felt an excruciating
inner ache, a hole in myself, an empty space, with no idea how
to fill it. Other people that age were busy with life:
schoolwork, friends, dating, imagini