Sunday, July 1, 2018

Sweet telegrams

(1020)  Tomar e kii bhalabasa

Wondrous is this love of Yours...
Gently You laugh from afar,
Having infused a colored expectation.

Oscillating on ocean's high tide,
A lotus in hand to dangle mid surging of life...
Cosmic Director, with Your play's pretense,
Coming and going, You send cables with sweetness.

You are the nebula of our blue sky,
With sandalpaste always applied...
In music's tunes, traced on it is
Your warm affection's honeyed language.

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