Thursday, February 15, 2018

His bounty

(93)  Hemanteri dhaner gandhe

With prewinter's scent of paddy rice,
The harvest fest[1] comes to mind.
The crop is offered with devotion,
In Your supplication.

Filled with many stars are the heavens;
Sweet and gentle are the mild winds.
The river's full and in spate,
Streaming out a hundred ways.

In the sky, in water, and on land,
Everything today is scintillant.
On everybody's face is a sweet smile;
Worn is the crown of delight.

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1 comment:

  1. We but offer Him what He has given us, and everyone is pleased.