Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Love has borne fruit

(168)  Arune raunano sab asha

Today all hopes are dyed crimson—
Love has borne fruit.

The forest creepers are laden with flowers;
My mental creeper kneels in joy.
Today, all expressions are delightful.

Come, let's set forth toward the sea of effulgence;
Everything, let's deem it auspicious.
Come, let's give voice to most pleasant conceptions,
Forgetting past tears and smiles.

Come, let's associate with all in kinship.
Let's sing songs that foster intimacy,
That coat with honey and affinity.

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