A flower with its honey

(1955)  Bhomra gane phuler kane

The bumblebee, through a song in flower's ear,
Who knows what it did speak...
Maybe a verse, loving words;
Maybe an ache, lackadaisically.

The pollen bears Whose tidings;
Only His ditty the hawk-cuckoo sings.
Laughing the bumblebee, come to listen,
From the cuckoo^[1] it got lessoned.

Stricken by distress, mind's bumblebee,
It sings His couplets everlasting.
And bereft, on account of just His honey,
Rush it does toward Him only.

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