Tuesday, June 26, 2018


(1015)  Surja takhan digvalaye

The sun was then upon horizon
In dawn's crimson color.
Twixt You and me our viewing was
Bursting with fervent emotion.

Its petals outspread, a bloom went on calling,
"Hola, Sweet Friend", bashfulness forgotten.
In its heart was a fluttering
With vibrating pollen.

From its nest with a mellow chirping
Is one bird today in cadence and song.
For all good people, through that very cooing,
It infuses them with devotion.

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