Monday, June 24, 2024

With open heart

(3048)  Phuteche ajike kata na phul

Have not many flowers blossomed today,
Not in a bower, but in the grove of psyche?
in that place, love's dewdrops have swayed
Purposely, not lackadaisically.

That which never was acquired,
Toward which from shame was no desire–
The songs that were not sung in life,
It's like they alone arrived, cautiously.

What in the bud had been concealed,
In floral dress bloomed that thing.
The shame removed silently,
It dispensed honey with songs aplenty.

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