Thursday, August 8, 2019

Spring comes

(102)  Ashoke palashe nava ullase

Among ashok and palash trees, with fresh jubilation,
The king of seasons comes today.
On the vernal breeze, in a ceaseless dream,
Flower pollen wafts.

The fragrance of flowers, he has brought with;
It has made all sweetness roll about.
Throughout the world, on a lukewarm wind,
The lamp of life grins.

With a flash of color by Your Majesty,
Earth is flooded with glee.

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