Palanquin Bearers

Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
She skims like a bird on the foam of a stream,
She floats like a laugh from the lips of a dream.
Gaily, O gaily we glide and we sing,
We bear her along like a pearl on a string.

Softly, O softly we bear her along,
She hangs like a star in the dew of our song;
She springs like a beam on the brow of the tide,
She falls like a tear from the eyes of a bride.
Lightly, O lightly we glide and we sing,
We bear her along like a pearl on a string.

by Sarojini Naidu

Comments (10)

Yes often, our earthly, mundane home is more pleasant and cosy than the theoretically celestial, spiritual homes. Loved the poem so so much.
Such beautiful description and haunting lines!
And though its halls are fair within - Oh give me back my home! ! The Best Lines in the poem.....
A great poem evoking nostalgia and longing for a forlorn mansion surrounded by refreshing natural scenery. Thanks please.
A lovely scene..... thanks for posting....
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