Saturday, March 28, 2015

Upagupta sl

Upagupta sl

Upagupta, the disciple of buddha lay asleep on the dust by the city wall of Mathura.
Lamps were all our,doors were all shut,and stars were all hidden by the murky sky of August.
Whose feet were those tinkling with anklets,touching his breast of a light from a woman's lamp struck his forgiving eyes.It was the dancing-girl,starred with jewels,clouded with a pale-blue mantle,drunk with the wine of her youth.
She lowered her lamp and saw the young face,asterely beautiful.

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