Friday, February 19, 2016

Spring offering

(451)  Tomari tare saji bhare

For You alone my basket is full;
Inside are the flowers I've put:
Tagar and juthi, bela and malatii,[1]
Magnolia, rose, and bullet wood.

Dew-drenched and honey-sprinkled,
Bathed in the love of my heart,
I've brought a careful selection,
With sweet scent equal to ambrosia.

Dancing madly to Your cadence and song,
Jungles and gardens have blossomed in abundance.
In this spring romp, amid the plantlife swaying,
I've filled my basket, unkempt tresses flying free.

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