When there was light, You did not come.
You came instead when there was darkness.

You did not come to wear a garland.
You came instead to wipe tears from my eyes.

You did not come during happy days,
invited by festivity,
when there were mango leaves on the pot and colourful paintings.
You came during a night of sorrows to provide affectionate consolation.

I searched for You in light, avoiding the fog of darkness.
I could not imagine

that even in the seclusion of darkness,
Your effulgence would shine.