With influence, sweet and joyous,
You entered the room, Most Beloved.
Delighted and smiling,
The flowers welcome Thee.
Amid all the honey, love is overflowing;
Amid songs aplenty showers down ambrosia.
With novel implication and much prosody,
My homage I embellish with articles of worship.
The dance-sweetness in my psyche,
In both leaf and flower it does spark.
From Paradise the Mohan[1] of memory,
His splendor rises, piercing the dark.
You entered the room, Most Beloved.
Delighted and smiling,
The flowers welcome Thee.
Amid all the honey, love is overflowing;
Amid songs aplenty showers down ambrosia.
With novel implication and much prosody,
My homage I embellish with articles of worship.
The dance-sweetness in my psyche,
In both leaf and flower it does spark.
From Paradise the Mohan[1] of memory,
His splendor rises, piercing the dark.
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The atmosphere becomes electric.
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