Thursday, February 17, 2022

His love is not a judgment

(2178)  Phulera vane anamane

Into the garden of a flower, in a fashion casual,
One specific fairy had entered.
With a search for honey in among the petals,
An entire day had turned.

Even if there will be petals, no honey remains;
Even if there will be sky, the moon does not hang.
Petals will request: "My honey must stay";
The honey will say: "My petals are good."

This acquaintance of the fairy with the flower,
It is not of today but of time perpetual.
Each adores the other;
The fairy had arrived upon floral pull.

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1 comment:

  1. Though we are not ready, He comes again upon our joint request. We beg Him to remain; He pats us on the head.