Wednesday, April 27, 2022

No question about it

(2249)  Phagun elo mane na janiye

Springtime entered mind without warning,
With blooms the mind's garden decorating...
Mid a parched and withered psyche,
Having sketched a portrait juicy.

On the branch, there had been no flower;
There had been no leaf or bud either.
To it having brought green leaves,
You infused a floral beauty.

There had been no honey in the cogitation;
There had been no moon on the firmament.
But hey, that same everlasting Lover,
Having strayed, with those too You appeared.

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