Sunday, October 15, 2023

To my arbor He comes

(2791)  Madhur e madhavii vane

Sweet in this myrtle grove,
The Dark Prince,[1] You have appeared.
With a smile You've made engrossed;
The earth You set a-dancing.

Cascades Your laughter;
From the lips, a heap of pearls.
That laughter has remained mixed
With Love's Jamuna of psyche.

The fresh verdure of young grass
And the sweet-smiling beauty in a kadam,
They declare, obeisance made known,
"I am wanting You wholeheartedly."

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