Classic Poem

Purananuru - Part 234

Do I feel my grief? May the duration of my life end!
How is it possible that he can accept a small, bland
memorial ball of rice set down on grass by his dear wife
once she has cleared and smeared smooth with cow dung a tiny
spot the size of an elephant's footprint, he
who took his meals with throngs, his door open for the world to enter!EnglishPulavansShort Poems