Friday, October 30, 2020

He is the Spring

(1744)  Kuyasha katiye dile

The mist You excised...
Oh Who arrived
With the scent of sandal charged?
In spring You thrilled the mind
And ignited light...
Oh Who are You exuding nectar?

Felt is a vernal breeze;
Seen is love's presence indistinct.
In form is the month of Chaitra smiling,
Lost in its own thought.

You are boundless ecstasy,
Kissing the realm unseen.
You have filled inner feelings' repertory,
Bosom is flooded.

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