Now I understand

(1523)  Phagun mase dhara sakashe

With the first month of Spring, being earth adjacent,
What's this sweet perfume You've brought, do tell!
In an arbor of flowers, on a heady wind
You have strewn it by Yourself.

Floral pollen's heavy load cannot be transported;
Each molecule, every atom, proclaims its love.
With drunken reverberation on sweet-sounding feet,
You have walked, ankle-bells echoing.

All of us, we are in love with Thee;
Thinking of You we do weep or beam.
To see You day and night upon eyelids,
You've become the one most cherished.

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