Friday, January 26, 2018


(72)  Maomachi gunguniye

The bees with their buzzing,
In the garden what tale are they telling?
With the colors and the scents of Earth,
With melodic rhythms dropping in abundance,
Those tunes are not lost in the desert...
Sitting amid them, I keep threading a garland,
Filled with all of life's ambrosia.

The nectar that is hidden in the flower,
The fragrance that is coated with pollen,
The fondness that is stored in heart's core...
All of them aroused, the song that I keep singing,
It has crossed the bounds of every harpstring.

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1 comment:

  1. Transcending but not negating the joys of this world is devotion to the Supreme.