(134) Janama lagane
At the auspicious moment of Your birth,
Morning's luster,
It appeared in new form, with new promise.
For all desire, all attainment,
Upon smiling blue-sky came consummation.
Today, the birds, what words they do utter;
Trees are become bowed, fruits and flowers under.
Now, in the forest sonorous, on a breeze melodious,
Everyone is dancing with fresh gladness.
Today, with joy and laughter, with song and delight,
With a new gust of wind, fulfillment arrived.
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The end is just a new beginning.
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